Honey...

I long for honey.  I walk by the hive daily.  I’m always trying to get close.  However, I am always stung.  It is now habitual.  My mind understands.  My heart however continues to crave honey. 

Daily I approach the hive.  Repeatedly the bees attack.  The pain is unbearable.  Now I understand that they exist to protect.  They’re fulfilling their purpose.  I wish you could stop my heart from desiring honey.  I wish this craving will dissipate.  The heart is illogical.  The flesh deceitful. 

My Lord sustains me.  He understands.  So He kindly gathers me in his arms and anoints the swelling to dissipate my pain.  As he holds me, I asked Why? Why the craving? Why the pain?  He just holds me and looks at me kindly.  There are no need for words.

I know Him.  There is a purpose.  There is a plan.  For right now, I am in his embrace as I view myself crumble.  

Copyright 12/2011