So last Friday Carmen read me a passage that she has been praying over me. This is what it said:
1 Because I love Zion,
I will not keep still.
Because my heart yearns for Jerusalem,
I cannot remain silent.
I will not stop praying for her
until her righteousness shines like the dawn,
and her salvation blazes like a burning torch.
2 The nations will see your righteousness.
World leaders will be blinded by your glory.
And you will be given a new name
by the Lord’s own mouth.
3 The Lord will hold you in his hand for all to see—
a splendid crown in the hand of God.
4 Never again will you be called “The Forsaken City”[a]
or “The Desolate Land.”[b]
Your new name will be “The City of God’s Delight”[c]
and “The Bride of God,”[d]
for the Lord delights in you
and will claim you as his bride.
5 Your children will commit themselves to you, O Jerusalem,
just as a young man commits himself to his bride.
Then God will rejoice over you
as a bridegroom rejoices over his bride.
-Isaiah 62:1-5, New Living Translation
I had first read it in the NIV and it was a little much for me to take in at that time, last night during my quite time, I ran across the passage again. This time it was in the NLT. It made so much more sense to me, God was redeeming me and bringing healing to my land of desolation. He had given me a new name, MY BELOVED. I had been meditating on this for a while. The whole idea that He would choose to call us His Beloved. I had previously looked up in the dictionary what beloved meant. Beloved = adj.- greatly loved, dear to the heart; noun- a person who is greatly loved. Synonyms = cherished, precious, sweet, darling. Oh how I have longed to be precious to someone, mainly my father. One thing I lacked growing up, was a close relationship with my father. He was there, but just there. I see this in the girl’s lives that I work with in the ministry. How they are searching to be someone’s beloved. and all along, we are, rightly so. We are the Mighty One’s Beloved.
When I began this journal, I had felt as if God kept calling me his Beloved. I entitled the journal My Beloved, and added that He has given me a new name. When I read the scripture that Carmen gave me, it further confirmed what I felt the Lord was telling me in my heart of hearts. I was loved and have been loved from the very beginning. I just never reazlied it.
Anyway, I just want to encourage each of you, to come to know that you are His Beloved. You are His creation that He delights in. He delights in YOU! Please listen to this song and know that you are loved….its a perfect picture of the love God has for you.
My Beloved by Kari Jobe
You’re My Beloved
You’re My Bride
To sing over you is My delight
Come away with Me My love
You’re Beautiful to Me
So beautiful to Me
Under My mercy
Come and wait
Till we are standing face to face
I see no stain on you
My child
You’re Beautiful to Me
So Beautiful to Me
I sing over you My song of peace
Cast all your care down at My feet
Come and find your rest in Me
I’ll breathe My life inside of you
I’ll bear you up on eagle’s wings
And hide you in the shadow of My strength
I’ll take you to My quiet waters
I’ll restore your soul
Come rest in Me and be made whole
You’re My beloved
You’re My Bride
To sing over you is my delight
Come away with me my love
