love prince

As the Hopefuls made their way...

Back to Ridgegate...

Prince Bud commented on the beauty of the late night sky.

He is a seer.

God has given Him special gifts and abilities...

He is a weapon for the Kingdom...

A warrior...

Just the the thought of battle...

Gets him all ramped up.

He doesn't go searching for wars...

He is a child of abundant rest...

He stays busy growing...

Playing...

Learning...

Feasting...

Worshipping...

And enjoying...

Until the battle cry is called and tools are placed in his hands...

Then in the midst of the rainstorm...

He waves his sword.

Giving off HIS LIGHT to the darkness around.

Most often...

His sword...

It's a sword of love...

Battling in warfare...

With the cry of HIS HEART...

That in the midst of struggle...

We are not alone...

We are seen...

Deeply loved...

Set apart for divine purposes..

Like trails leading to the source...

That's our prince.

When the enemy speaks lies...

His response...

 In a wild tone...

"Ha... Ha... Ha."

Greater is He that is in me...

To work and to will...

That which brings HIS love and HIS good pleasure...

He is our love prince...

A carrier of His heart...

Swinging swords...

Arms of love...

Around the bodies he adores...

And when love like that is issued...

It gives great courage...

In the chaotic blurs of journeying...

To walk ahead in victory...

In royal love...