I was caught when I was young. And caught still today. I am so grateful that I am His and He is mine. To know this God of love, to live forever in the embrace of a father, so good.
When I am caught in endless worries, pervasive thoughts, it is Him who calms.
He is the great pursuer of my soul and when I long to feel loved, special, I listen, quiet long enough to sense the wooing.
The dance we do, the songs He sings over me while I sleep, the angels sent to protect while I slumber, it is all so good.
I've been caught up in webs of others, caught up in self-destruction but where I long to stay is in His protection. To know without a doubt, He'll catch me when I fall, to be caught up in His love for me, caught up in my alone time with Him.