“Because your love is better than life,
my lips will glorify you.” Psalm 63:3
The twirling and fishing for all sorts of better-thans seem to often be all that many people are going through life for. Fueled by ambition, determination, and raises from one platform to another (financial or otherwise) seem to be the tunnel vision of many-a-human in the workforce and even the church-force (and home-force for that manner). I’m not in any way down playing positive motivation in any way. I’m just pointing out the greatest motivation I’ve ever had. It’s love, glory, peace, and longing in its deepest, rawest, form. The love of God is a deep raging river that heats up like flowing lava in its passion, and will steal your heart if you let it. It will allure you on the gentle breeze of its delight, it will captivate you with its sovereign draw in such a maddening way that you will forsake (maybe absolutely everything), and its whisper will reverberate from your heart to the rest of your being if you open the door of your heart even a crack.
The lovesick song of one totally enthralled by its Creator is a song unlike any other. It’s a sonnet lifted up on the battlefields of defeat as well as of victory. It’s an incense lifted up in the night, awakening the dawn. It’s a strong obsessed yell of a lover in loneliness, and the gentle croon of the intimate place. It’s the utter truth that “nothing else is better” being declared, maybe to masses, but more importantly…to the One it’s beholding.