poetic prose

Pursuer

Steady
Gentle
There

Is the One who pursues me

No pressure
Consistent
Kind

Delight fills His features
When I turn His way
Anticipation during the times I don’t

He walks with me
Talks with me
Enjoys my company

I don’t have to prove my worth
He already knows it

I don’t have to feel any stress
His attention has always been mine

I don’t have to wonder
His love is everlasting

In His arms I find
Comfort
Stillness
Safety
Strength

Beautiful
Treasured
Loved am I

In Him I live and thrive
In Him I am whole
In Him I am enough

Be gone lies that tell me otherwise
In Him I’m someone worth pursuing

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