When I was younger I looked at my parents and thought this was the way that relationships were suppose to be built. My parents meant in college when my mother was a freshman. They got married the summer that she graduated and have been married for the past 37 years come this August. I've always thought that this was the way relationships are suppose to be built. You meet, you date, you fall in love then you get married. But what if this is not the way that God intends all relationships to be built? Just because things are not in that order does that mean that there is no love there?
I have people tell me a lot that "you must be patient and wait". I used to think "wait for what? He's already taken and he's not going to leave her for me". But what if this was not the man that was suppose to leave? What if that wasn't the man I was suppose to go through one of the toughest battles with to see what kind of love could be?
Time is such a strong word. It can mean so much. As I get ready to turn 34 I have taken a closer meaning to the word. When I was young I thought by the time I was 34 I would have been married with 3 kids, house and living the American dream. Of course it hasn't turned out quite like I thought it would, but it isn't bad either. But as I look at my situation with "Mark" I'm more inclined to let "time" move as it wants to move. This time that we are spending together we are growing into very good friends and the caring and attraction that we have for each other grows stronger. I wake up and think about him and he does the same. It's so cute. We tell each other goodnight and good morning everyday!!! I think we are going through our situation to grow into a love that couldn't be done if we had met any other way.
I agree with him when he tells me we were suppose to meet. There is no mistaking that. Now it is a matter of trusting God to order our actions and steps. I'm trusting God in this relationship he is building. Others may think I am crazy and they tell me I should just leave him alone til he leaves his "friend". But this is our time to "grow". This is our time to figure out what it is about each other that we seem to care for and love so much. I love being around him, talking to him and being his friend. Isn't that how love is suppose to begin anyway????
Til the next post.....
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