Stalker Meets Girl

It kinda hurts putting up Jodi's stuff on this blog because they're such untraditionsal peices, it's hard to get the flow of her work unless you've heard it before, or you know her in person. I'm sure many of us can relate to this piece, I won't say much so see what she has to say.
Words from the author:
This reflective piece sums up my encounter with Jesus (after months of running, and running, and well, more running from His call). Boy was He after me. I can't help but think how blessed I am to be called. To be chosen. To be chased! lol. He really loves me and I am grateful.
Thank you Lord that you consider me.
Revelation 3:20
²⁰Here I am! I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in and eat with him, and he with me.

Stalker Meets Girl

You know, normally you'd hear
Boy meets girl
Girl likes boy
Boy buys ring
Girl says yes
They get hitched,
and...well...
You know the rest.

Well, I'm currently in a relationship
and well, He takes my breath away.
We talk about everything!
He tells me His inner-most thoughts
- and the ones towards me?
Always seem to fit perfectly.
He always knows what to say
I guess you could call Him my sweet-talker
But to be honest, it wasn't always like this
See, He was my stalker.

Now I know this sounds strange
Ladies I promise it's far from gory.
Guys, don't worry. You're safe.
It's no lifetime story.

It first started when I was on my way to this meeting
I was forced to attend every Sunday.
I remember I felt a stare.
You know when someone's looking at you from behind?
I turned around and looked and saw nothing
So I thought: "Jodi, its your mind."

And days would pass
and I notice I'd get these little love notes.
They never had a signature
Just some words in quotes.
But I'd always ignore them.
I thought He was one out of many.

But the more I ignored,
THE MORE HE PERSISTED
And the more I rejected
THE MORE HE INSISTED.

As if notes weren't enough,
He sent persons instead.
They'd tell me these things
- these things that he said
That He wrote me a book.
Many books in one
And one of them He named Songs of Song.

Now I'm thinking "creepy?"
Yes.
"Restraining order?"
Oh yea!
Except...
I barely knew His name.
Though I heard it time and again
I was not interested in this dude.

But no matter where I turned
He was always there.
And I think He got frustrated
And He just grabbed me.

Held me close.
He caressed my face.
And with every stroke I shuddered.

And the tears came.

Tears of Joy?
Nope
Sadness?
Nah.
Relief?
Yes.
I had finally found
My true Love.

~Jodi-Ann Johnson.