Lilies of His Love...

The Revival

by: Henry Vaughan

Unfold, unfold! take in His light,

Who makes thy cares more short than night.

The joys, with which His day-star rise,

He deals to all but drowsy eyes;

And what the men of this world miss,

Some drops and dews of future bliss.

Hark how His winds have changed their note,

And with warm whispers call thee out.

The frosts and past, the storms are gone;

And backward life at last comes on.

The lofty groves in express joys

Reply unto the Turtles voice,

And here in dust and dirt, O here

The lilies of His love appear!

"And here in dust  and dirt, O here! The lilies of His love appear." I love those lines; they kept showing more meaning the more I thought about them. ( *sigh* I love poetry) It's amazing - in we who are but dust He manifests so much love! Sometimes it can be easy to forget the infinite gap between we who are at our very core nothing, for, that is of what we were created and He who is Infinite, Timeless and Creator. We forget because He lowers Himself for such an intimate relationship with us. O, how selfless is His love! Lilies need to dirt in which to grow, likewise, God, while He does not need us, uses us to manifest His Goodness, Beauty and most wonderful Love. While searching for photos to accompany this post I saw many white lilies which reminded me of Easter. Woah, because our sin and filth/dirt allowed Him to manifest His love in His most amazing passion and resurrection.