Arms wide open.

We went out again this past Saturday. It's so cool how God shows us something so different each time.

2 people stood out to me: 1 man in the car and 1 lady in the window. The man's car was parked in front of her. He was looking at her.  His car windows were tinted very dark but when passing by his car, I looked right into his window and saw his eyes. In those short moments, I could see an intense craving. It was dark and scary. His eyes looked that of an animal, waiting to prey and pounce.

There was a different lady in the window than the one we saw sitting there last time. As we took some extended time to pray over the area, I kept praying God's love over her.

"And then I saw Him there, hanging on a tree, looking at me. I saw Him there, hanging on a tree, looking at me. He was looking at me, looking at Him, staring through me. I could not escape those beautiful eyes. And I began to weep and weep. He had arms wide open, a heart exposed. Arms wide open. He was bleeding, bleeding. Love's definition was looking at me."



As she spends hours waiting for men, looking at them as they stare at her. I pray that she would see Him there, hanging on a tree, looking at her, staring through her...arms wide open.

"You shall love Me."

-El