It's hard to believe that this love doesn't end.
That this woman
this beautiful woman
will be by my side until kingdom come.
That we will share a bed
until we sleep no more.
That I will pursue her heart
until it stops beating.
Her heart -
I do not have enough life
- enough time -
to fully understand her heart.
But I find joy in the pursuit -
each day a new discovery:
an old memory that makes her laugh
a new created thing
forgotten wounds remembered
subtle passions ignited to roaring flame.
What if heaven
is an endless pursuit of God?
For my pursuit of this woman
is finite and imperfect.
What would it be like to pursue an infinite being?
A being wholly good
and entirely holy?
- though there will be no days -
will bring a new cause for worship
Listen to me, you who pursue righteousness
and who seek the Lord...
The Lord will surely comfort Zion
and will look with compassion on all her ruins;
He will make her deserts like Eden,
her wastelands like the garden of the Lord
Joy and gladness will be found in her,
thanksgiving and the sound of singing.