Valentine’s Day: From Maryam of Magdala with Love
The early church labelled Maryam of Magdala, or better known as Mary Magdalene as a prostitute before 7 spirits were exorcised out of her. However, history shows us that Maryam or Mary was a normal happy girl, outgoing and the “party-girl” kind of person. Even if she moves from one love to the next, her adventures were not about money or sex, but about filling the void in her soil which –she finally found out– was only filled by her Lord, Yahshua.
The poem below was written by me and I would like to dedicate it to the playboys and playgirls of the world, who are looking for love to fill their empty souls. My prayer is that one day they will find the true love that never dies that can fill their void.
Happy Valentine!
Pretty boys they come and pretty boys they go
They never stay that long and I’ve experienced so
No matter what I do, no matter how I try
Nothing seems to work, there’s always a goodbye
They say that I have sinned when all I want is love
The boys that I have loved, for them I’m not enough
I wonder what it takes to keep one love to stay
But every time a pretty girl would steal my love away
There’s nothing that I lack, I sing and dance in grace
A tender heart, a brain, completes my pretty face
But yet it is so hard to find true love for me
Where do I find, o Lord, the love that sets me free?
And then I see my name, carved deep inside Your heart
And in Your eyes, my pretty face has left a pretty mark
How could I miss this love that’s waiting for so long?
While boys they come and go, Your love remains this strong
No one has ever loved the way that You love me
No need to dance or smile, You already see me
A dress, a robe or jeans won’t change the way You feel
No masks, pretense or make up, You only want what’s real
How tiresome are heartbreaks… in You I find my rest
No matter how I try and fail, to You I’m still Your best
And when I stray and leave You, You’re never far away
Until I’m back and You are there, waiting for me to stay
Tonight I skip my sleep, so I can write this note
Once more my heart is broken because I left the road
to Your eternal love flaming from high above
Once more I find that mortals cannot love the way you love
I am back home, but tell me, am I here to stay?
I want true love and only You can fill my heart this way
Cause pretty boys they come and go, they’re never satisfied
To You I am Your everything, I can’t believe You died
Was my face in Your thoughts, when You were on the cross?
It was for me that I have grieved over my greatest loss
Help me to know Your heartbeat, help me to understand
What’s in Your mind, what’s bothering You,
My heart is in Your hand
Cause I can’t trust no other to give my broken heart to
And all I want is just to know the One who’s been so true
Pour out Your heart, my Love, and let me see Your pain
Your joy, Your hopes and all there is for me to love again
Posted by Elisheva Wiriaatmadja
on February 14, 2012. Filed under Ev. Elisheva Wiriaatmadja, Galleria, Writers.
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