A Curious Girl: All loves excelling

Love divine, all loves excelling,
joy of heaven, to earth come down,
fix in us thy humble dwelling,
all thy faithful mercies crown.
Jesus, thou art all compassion,
pure, unbounded love thou art;
visit us with thy salvation,
enter every trembling heart.

Come, almighty to deliver,
let us all thy life receive;
suddenly return, and never,
nevermore thy temples leave.
Thee we would be always blessing,
serve thee as thy hosts above,
pray, and praise thee without ceasing,
glory in thy perfect love.

Finish then thy new creation;
pure and spotless let us be;
let us see thy great salvation
perfectly restored in thee:
changed from glory into glory,
till in heaven we take our place,
till we cast our crowns before thee,
lost in wonder, love, and praise.

I think this is Mark's (CU college rep) favourite Charles Wesley hymn. In any case, it's one of mine. I really like Charles Wesley hymns :)

It's funny though, I had it in my head this afternoon - I meant to write a sonnet (to stick on my door) or a love poem (duh :) got my first ever real Valentine's card today! :) I made one for Matthew :) )... but in the end I spent ages attempting to play 'Love divine, all loves excelling' on my keyboard, and then praying. It was, in fact, not at all what I had planned, but somehow, humming that beautiful song, I just want to feel God again. I think I'm in danger of becoming too rational if you understand what I mean. I don't mean rational in the being sensible sense, I'm well in favour of being sensible... but 'rational' in the sense that I once joked that I wouldn't be surprised if some people think you don't need to believe in God to be a Christian. Living a boringly compromised life that attempts to please everyone and pleases no one. Living in fear of everything that is not 'everyday'. Being afraid of God doing anything, saying anything other than things along the lines of, "And verily, ye shall go down the shops and buy some veg because you need more Vitamin A."

So I hummed the tune - I couldn't remember any of the words apart from the first line!! - and ended up sitting there, not exactly saying much in words but feeling like God was 'saying' something anyway. I don't want to live a sad and petty life, all I do seems... trivial. I want to do things worthwhile. And I don't want to go around being a nominal Christian. I want to be with God - who loves us totally without reservation. Why let go of that? Why let go of total acceptance and total love?

Anyhow, it was strange that I started singing that song when I meant to do other things... Almost as if God planned it that way.

Maybe I should go write that love poem now :)

(Protest against the war! Tomorrow 1pm London, Embankment!!!)

I had a weird dream that I was talking to George Bush and he turned into Ian McKellen. Mainly because Ian McKellen was on the radio at the time, Desert Island Discs (Don't ask me why my radio's tuned to radio 4). Aw, he's so nice :) He was talking about meeting children (speaking in a Gandalf voice thrills them apparently :D) and when the woman said, 'You're on a desert island' he thanked her profusely for letting him come on the programme. Bless.

Random word for today: terse

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