Proverbs 10:12 says “hate stirs up strife, but love covers all sins.”
Today, I wear the cover of love.
It is a love that heals me –
a love that enters my blood stream and cleanses all sickness.
It is a love that strengthens me.
Love lifts me up and empowers me to move mountains, to walk waters,
to cast out any demons that would exhaust me.
It is a love that washes me in a river that would destroy doubt.
The envy that once strangled me is now free.
It is a love that knows no obstacles
and so it courses through the veins of life empowered by a freedom
that knows exactly where to go and when to go there,
knows exactly who to know
and how to scale the walls,
or run through the valleys,
or be the faith that grows something as delicate and small as a mustard seed.
Today I wear the cover of love – and it washes the appearance of disease away.
It frees my sins from me and me from them,
so that they slide away into nothingness.
My love forgives more than seventy times.
My love rebuilds and finds peace
where there would be hatred
and grace where there would be strife.
My love blesses me despite my shortcomings
and massages me with the vision of new beginnings,
new energy, and new hope.