Complete Abandon with My Jesus (Relentless Love)

(This is part of a song I wrote in college)

Twirling in a sundress, singing pretty,

thinking of honey & the bumble bee.  

Oh how sweet the taste is of Jesus.  

Father you're lovely for making me.  

Cause I know that this is love.

For I see it in your eyes.  

Yes I know that this is love,

cause it's been there all my life. 

When I sing, I feel complete abandon.  I let my fingers strum smoothly or clumsily; as I sing in cadence or fill in with some "mmm's," because my Jesus doesn't take score.  When I sing, I feel like Lucy riding on the back of Aslan, stroking his mane.  She knew how to plunge right in.  

I often forget that place; but, as a little girl, I knew that place all too well.  I knew my Jesus.  I wasn't ashamed of him.  I simply loved him for who he was & who he said I was.  But, like any story, the world's waves came crashing down on my seven year old heart.  What I knew of this world was Jesus' goodness. I had an untainted love & pride for him that came out through my boldness in speaking & song.  

In the second grade, I signed up to sing for my school's talent show.  The song I chose was 'Arky, Arky.'  I knew that song backwards, forwards, upside & in between.  I could sing it in my sleep.  My eagerness to sing for all my peers about Jesus were riding high, until the principal informed my teacher that I was not allowed to sing the song.  

Why?

...You can join me at The Little Missionary Girl All Grown Up (my friend Lindsey) to read the rest, with her series, "Relentless Love." 

Kamille Scellick