Today I come before You, Jesus — face to face. Though I’ll want to stay at your feet and worship You there, You lift me to You, and I am unable to resist.

My unworthiness doesn’t matter. My failures don’t count. My sins are a thing of the past. And I drink deeply from eyes of endless, overwhelming, transforming love.

I am unable to restrain my response to such lavish love. I sink into Your welcoming arms and bury my face in Your sweet, all-accepting embrace. I lift my head and take another drink from those amazing and penetrating eyes that communicate nothing but complete acceptance and approval.

With each quick drink from Your well of love, I see myself differently. I see beauty. I see a treasure. I see power. Another sip, and I see value. I see a woman who — although it seems unfathomable — truly brings You pleasure. One more swallow from this fountain of desire, and I see myself full of joy unspeakable and full of glory.

My response to Your love cannot be tamed. I kiss Your face, stroke Your hair, squeeze You as tightly as I can, crying and laughing all the while.

And You? You cry and laugh with me.

Because I finally see myself as I already am.