I'm Willing because I Love You

Jogging . . . again . . . the lines of a favorite song (yes, I have many favorites these days) shouts out "My Lord has conquered the grave." And I have this thought: yes, he has conquered the grave. To conquer means to win, to master, to acquire by force, overcome, to gain victory. Since has conquered the grave, He has conquered death. Death is the ultimate thing, so He has conquered things of less significance . . . certainly many things are less difficult to conquer than death.
Then as only the Holy Spirit can, He begins a dialogue that goes right to my heart, right to my thoughts, right to my fears, right to my concerns . . . I have conquered the grave and I can conquer your son's fear of going to school and missing you so badly that he dreads it and cries. And I can conquer your other son's sickness. And I can conquer all the details of your life - the list goes on.
So I respond "I know that, my Lord Jesus - you CAN conquer anything."
And then the knife that cuts right to the bone and marrow: Yes, I know you know I can, but do you believe I am willing? I am willing because I love you!
I have known full well that He is able, but how many times have I not believed that HE was willing . . . because He loves me.

It was not by their sword that they won the land, nor did their arm bring them victory; it was your right hand, your arm, and the light of your face, for you loved them. Psalm 44:3