It’s when my hands are clasped in his…
And I can feel the warmth of his tilted brow resting against my forehead.
And the words he speaks to God over me come quietly and strong.
Jesus, we praise you together, we lift up your name and worship you with overflowing joy– bringing you our hearts. We offer them to you before each other, so you bind them all the closer.
And I’m caught up in the most holy love triangle this world can contain.
Prayer together is my favorite intimacy.
It is when the focus of our relationship is completely upon the One it was created to glorify.
All worries dissipate as the mist they truly are, all missteps are brought into check. Guards are let down and the One who knows us each inside and out breathes out peace. We are renewed and forgiveness flows.
My Love is never as whole as it is in those sacred moments, in spiritual unity with both the God and the man I adore.