There was a song that was with me all day but the words I kept hearing were, “true love waits“, maybe it was from a long ago forgotten song, I couldn’t remember, so I did what I always do in a memory crisis, I Googled it.
I did find a song that was titled “True Love Waits” but it wasn’t anything I had ever heard, however when I read the back-story on it, I thought perhaps the song called out to me instead of the other way around.
The song by Thom Yorke is written from the perspective of a child, between the age of 5-8, who has been left alone for a week to survive on lollipops and crisps while his parents went on a holiday. The article I read said, “Then it hits you like a ton of bricks- He is singing from the perspective of a young child- That no matter how abandoned you feel as an adult, there is still a part of you that loves so much, the child inside of you- you will go through anything, even starvation- waiting for that love to be reciprocated.” *Found on BlogSpot but couldn’t find the name to give credit
Having read that my own heart swelled to the point of bursting, I know that true love will wait and wait even when you know it might never be reciprocated; and then there is the love of an almost ninety year old woman who waited on her sweetheart to come home, knowing the only way she would ever see him again was for her to go where he is, not the other way around.
Genesis 1:26-28 God spoke: “Let us make human beings in our image, make them reflecting our nature So they can be responsible for the fish in the sea, the birds in the air, the cattle, And, yes, Earth itself, and every animal that moves on the face of Earth.”
God created human beings; he created them godlike, Reflecting God’s nature. He created them male and female. God blessed them: “Prosper! Reproduce! Fill Earth! Take charge! Be responsible for fish in the sea and birds in the air, for every living thing that moves on the face of Earth.”
When I read that verse it makes me swell with pride that God chose to create us in His image but then I want to shrink with shame as I realize that He has waited for us to come back to Him.
The Gaither’s penned it beautifully, “His love went on longing and His love went on reaching; Right past the shackles of my mind and the Word of the Father became Mary’s little Son; And His love reached all the way to where I was.”
The child sits and waits alone and hungry for someone to come and love them, knowing we are made in the image of the Father makes me believe that the child is only shadowing the way God waits for us!
Psalm 42:1 A white-tailed deer drinks from the creek; I want to drink God, deep draughts of God. I’m thirsty for God-alive. I wonder, “Will I ever make it—arrive and drink in God’s presence?”
I don’t want God to be disappointed in me as He waits…I want to come to Him as He waits for me with open arms, accepting me just as I am…