Oh Jesus, my Jesus

True Friend of my heart, true Lover of my soul,

My heart is hurting. My soul is aching.

All that I have ever been,

All of my “beauties” falling, falling to the ground.

The goodnesses, the righteousness,

The good intentions and the “right” motives,

Dropping layer by layer …

Leaving behind one that I do not even know or recognize …

The Lover of my soul strips me

And as the hidden things are uncovered

And the exterior beauties taken,

I am not what I thought I was.

I know it is by Your hand that I am stripped.

Though it hurts immensely,

I recognize it as a Love deeper than my heart has ever known

Taking away what will not stand

That He might crown me with true beauty

And clothe my with His robes.

Truly, I am not the one that I though myself to be.

They ask me “then who is the one who comes?”

I only look to Your eyes and say,

“She is nothing but what He alone speaks her into being.

His words alone hold within the essence of who she is. She is His.

Do not look upon me, for I am dark.

Please see only Him. He is the beautiful. He is the pure.

From: “Deep Unto Deep” by Dana Candler

Oh the fathomless beauty of being changed by our Master from one degree of glory to another! We lose a lot of flesh and it is terribly painful, but when we remember Whose reflection we’ll one day see in our spiritual mirror, we know it’s going to be worth it all!