Fire burns...

Oh darling, watch your heart.

I can see it in your eyes, that yearning. It pierces deep and fills your soul with a kindled fire. Your heart burns to have those cracks filled with him, his heart, his love.

Yet it's so early, love.

You seem so willing to fall, so sure of where you want it to go. But never, never throw caution to the wind amidst desperation. Your heart knows not if he's the one, so carefully wrap it in safety and caution. Those daydreams come often; I can catch them quietly slip through your gaze in those rare, unguarded moments. Each time your heart moves closer to the edge, closer to the brink that leads to an endless fall.

Your longing, my dear I can see it growing strong. Yet, I can sense the fear that glimmers behind that hope. All the “what-ifs” that flood your mind, the possibility of pain and brokenness that threaten at every corner you timidly step around. There's so much risk; so much vulnerability and insecurity. It's the scariest place you've been, I can sense it in your reserve. The hope is almost too much to even acknowledge, for as soon as you do you lose a part of your precious and guarded control.

But remember, my dear, that this heart is not yours to give away to another, or to keep from another. The Maker owns it, and it's He who must release it when the right one and the right time have come. Be wary, my love, and ever so careful of forcing it out of impatience and desire. The time will come, and then, but only then, will it be beautiful.

Calm you beating heart. I can see it wanting to burst from your chest, overflowing with the conflicts that tear at it's corners. Put your worries aside, it rests in the hands of One far wiser than yourself.

I know the questions pound in your heart, sometimes weighing heavy and sometimes soaring high.

Will he come for you? Does he see you?

Can he love you, with your touch of madness and reckless abandon?

If you truly see the best of him, and the worst of him, can you gently take both? When it gets dark, will you point to the sky and tell him there's a star for every thing you love about him?

But don't be like the rest of them, darling. Until Jesus Christ is the obsession of your heart, you'll always be looking to mere men to meet needs that only He can fill. Only when you make Him your first love, will you be ready for a love story that reflects His glory.

When the nights become long and restless, and sleep sails far away, cry to your true Lover. Seek him, darling, with every ounce of love, fear, and desire that courses through your veins.

I see the way you watch him, I sense the way you catch your breath every now and then. But remember, he may not be the one for which you are destined; if that's so, my love, guard your heart with all vigilance. Love never comes without risks, but seek your Creator and He promises to fulfill you and guide you with the wisdom of His own beautiful promises.

Oh darling, watch you heart.