It’s been a long time since I have blogged, but I plan on fixing that.

Anyway.

Sometimes I let my nephew chill out in my room to play with legos or read books while I study, and we play around a little bit. The other day though he asked me to play my djembe while we were lying on my bed. I layed out with my legs hanging over the bed, and he climbed up next to me. I was playing for a few minutes, and he was smiling and giggling, and all of the sudden out of nowhere he leans over and kisses me. Just a big. Wet. Sloppy. Kiss. And says, “Love you uncle Davib”, gives me another one, gets up and walks out of the room. If I was a crier, that probably would have gotten me. However, it just set me to thinking about sloppy wet kisses. You know, in general.

There’s this song called How He Loves that was originally done by John Mark McMillan, it’s been redone by David Crowder, Brandon Heath, The Glorious Unseen, lots of other famous people, and worship leaders the world over. It’s a great tune that McMillan wrote out of some serious grief/despair/anguish over the loss of a good friend, and it has this line:

So heaven meets earth like a sloppy wet kiss, and my heart turns violently inside of my chest…

And I love it.

I first heard this song on the cardboard testimony video that was so big on YouTube a while back, and I’ve been in love with it since.

That line though. It gets me. There’s something so…messy about it…that I love. A sloppy wet kiss. Not a peck of the cheek, or even a short one on the lips. No this is almost kind of gross…in an interesting way. Kind of like we we are…

I love the idea of a sloppy wet kiss. It reminds me that when I’m so upset with, or far away from God for whatever reason, He’s always got one waiting, all I have to do is ask for it. Heck, sometimes I don’t even have to do that, He knows when I need it, and He just leans right down and gives it. Sometimes in the form of a three year old enjoying the beat of a drum.

I don’t know why, but I forget about the kiss a lot. If we’re being honest, I think most of us do. We forget that even though God is jealous (rightfully), gets angry (justly), and sometimes hands out punishment we don’t think we deserve, or think we can’t handle, His affection for us is great. He wants to give us those sloppy wet kisses.

He loves us,
Whoa! how He loves us,
Whoa! how He loves us,
Oh how He loves.
Yeah, He loves us,
Whoa! how He loves us,
Whoa! how He loves us,
Whoa! how He loves.

Kisses,

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