Be Mine

Prophetic art titled Refreshing Love by Meghan Williams, Dyed4you Art

{Visual} Papa was holding a heart in His left hand. The heart had a deep wound. He used His right hand to hover over the heart. Without touching it directly, He slowly moved His hand over the heart, and the heart was made whole. All of the hurt, pain, and wounds disappeared.

“Valentine, will you allow Me to love you? Will you allow Me to heal and refresh your heart? I desire to heal you from your deepest wounds. I desire to refresh and replenish you. My love has the power to cleanse you from the pain of your past and present hurts. As you receive My love, our hearts will connect and beat together as one. Today I am calling for you to come. Come, Beloved, drink from My fountain of love. Allow Me to surprise you–open your heart and allow Me to become your Valentine.”

Response

“May my heart become one with the heart of my loving Valentine.”

Psalm 42 TPT

I long to drink of you, O God, drinking deeply from the streams of pleasure flowing from your presence. My longings overwhelm me for more of you! My soul thirsts, pants, and longs for the living God. I want to come and see the face of God. Day and night my tears keep falling and my heart keeps crying for your help while my enemies mock me over and over, saying, “Where is this God of yours? Why doesn’t he help you?” So I speak over my heartbroken soul, “Take courage. Remember when you used to be right out front leading the procession of praise when the great crowd of worshipers gathered to go into the presence of the Lord? You shouted with joy as the sound of passionate celebration filled the air and the joyous multitude of lovers honored the festival of the Lord!” So then, my soul, why would you be depressed? Why would you sink into despair? Just keep hoping and waiting on God, your Savior. For no matter what, I will still sing with praise, for living before his face is my saving grace! Here I am depressed and downcast. Yet I will still remember you as I ponder the place where your glory streams down from the mighty mountaintops, lofty and majestic— the mountains of your awesome presence. My deep need calls out to the deep kindness of your love. Your waterfall of weeping sent waves of sorrow over my soul, carrying me away, cascading over me like a thundering cataract. Yet all day long God’s promises of love pour over me. Through the night I sing his songs, for my prayer to God has become my life. I will say to God, “You are my mountain of strength; how could you forget me? Why must I suffer this vile oppression of my enemies— these heartless tormentors who are out to kill me?” Their wounding words pierce my heart over and over while they say, “Where is this God of yours?” So I say to my soul, “Don’t be discouraged. Don’t be disturbed. For I know my God will break through for me.” Then I’ll have plenty of reasons to praise him all over again. Yes, living before his face is my saving grace! https://www.biblegateway.com/passage…

It may seem as if David (the writer of this Psalm) is all over the place–emotionally. I can relate. While reading through this Psalm, I can see how David’s heart is firmly rooted in the depth of God’s love, power, and strength!

Prayer

Papa, I pray that you would set the affections of my heart on fire for You. I ask You to remove the desire for the things of this world; things cannot satisfy the longings of my heart. I grant you full access to my heart, Lord. I ask that you make yourself even more real to me so that I can clearly see that I am known and loved by You. In Jesus’ name. Amen!