Your Perfect Love.

 Your Perfect Love

Your perfect love—what can I say?

It found me wandering, lost, and far away.

It did not wait for me to clean my hands,

But reached into the mess and made me stand.

But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us. (Romans 5:8)

Your perfect love is not a fragile thing,

That wavers with the offering I bring.

It is not based on how well I perform,

But stands unshaken through the calm and storm.

Your perfect love knows every hidden place,

The secret fears, the wounds I hide in disgrace.

Yet in the light of that relentless grace,

I find no condemnation—only Your face.

It is a love that casts out every fear,

That whispers, "You are mine, I hold you near."

It is a love that heals the deepest part,

And breathes new life into this fragile heart.

There is no fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear. (1 John 4:18)

Your perfect love is patient, never rude.

It is not self-seeking, not crude.

It keeps no record of the wrongs I've done,

But celebrates the victory already won.

It is a love that never, ever fails,

When every earthly love has left and pales.

It is a love that goes beyond the grave,

That found my soul and chose to save.

Your perfect love—I cannot earn or buy.

I can only bow and wonder, "Why?

Why would the King of all creation choose

To love one who had so much to lose?"

I have loved you with an everlasting love; I have drawn you with unfailing kindness. (Jeremiah 31:3)

And in that wonder, I begin to see,

That perfect love has set me free—

Not free to wander, but free to rest,

Free to know that I am truly blessed.

So let me live within this love each day,

Let it shape my words and guide my way.

For Your perfect love is all I need—

My source, my strength, my every creed.

Amen.