He chases His Bride


Stunning afternoon
Sky, the bluest blue
Sun, clear bright and warm
Ancient tree, luminous green canopy

The Bridegroom waits

Waiting bird
Wings, outstretched motionless
Eagle, mounts in high spirals
Movement and rest, magnificent

We all wait

Opening music
Bridegroom, ear-to-ear beams
Bushes, shimmer and part
Bride, revealed glowing

The Bridegroom runs

Trembling Bride
Arms, outstretched reaching
Heart, wild aflutter
Hands, entwined embracing

We wait no more

Everlasting Vows
Two, emerge as one
Witnesses, tears streaming
Unity, God’s mystery unveiled

The whole Earth applauds as The Spirit and the Bride say, “Come.” Let anyone who hears this say, “Come.” Let anyone who is thirsty come. Let anyone who desires drink freely from the water of life. (Revelation 22:17 NLT)