I love this song. When I first heard it I recalled some of the journey I've been on over the last eighteen years, the thread of love that weaves the journey...
When I was nineteen years old, His love was the saving grace from my sin...
When I was twenty, His love was the gift of the Holy Spirit Fire...
When I was twenty one, His love was the hunger deep in my soul for more...
When I was twenty two, His love was the disillusionment that anything was possible...
When I was twenty three, His love was the grace to run in ministry and new marriage...
When I was twenty four, His love was the revival waters that set my feet a dancing...
When I was twenty five, His love was the joy of motherhood, inexpressible...
When I was twenty six, His love was the peace of putting all things into His hands...
When I was twenty seven, His love was the burning desire to see my family become whole...
When I was twenty eight, His love never left me, when even my own mind did...
When I was twenty nine, His love met me in the wilderness like John...
When I was thirty, He hugged me tight and let me rest...
When I was thirty one, His love gave me a new song to sing...
When I was thirty two, His love re-ignited my marriage and family...
When I was thirty three, His love united me with the bigger picture, the global bride...
When I was thirty four, His love brought me the baby that saved all our lives...
When I was thirty five, His love brought forth promises given in the wilderness to the promised land...
When I was thirty six, He still writes love on my pages...
... more ahead,
gina
