I am in love and loved by a man named Jesus. 

He asks me to put my hands on His nail-pierced wounds and see for myself. 

'See Soomin? I made sure you will never feel lonely or doubt the way I created you'. 

Would I be able to experience His liquid love? 

If I wasn't hurting? 

Liquid love- 

How could You be so hurt and misunderstood 

but still love the way You did? 

When people didn't see You at all? 

And how can You be the same GOD that 

we can't dare to lift up our faces, 

move our fingers, make one sound with our vocal cords, 

or even dare to feel anything in our hearts but fear and awe 

in Your presence? 

You lift Your voice, the earth melts. 

We are silenced by Your love. 

Our scars, our pride, our rights, our securities 

pale too quickly and completely 

in response to Your worthiness. 

My King, I can't move away from Your feet.