It’s been a while since I’ve posted. I have a good excuse, I promise. I will be picking up a new writing series soon, so stay tuned! For now, here is what I’ve got.
I was asked the other day what it’s like to be in love. I gave them a short version of what I’m going to tell you now.
Being in love is euphoria. It is that elated feeling everytime I see you, hear your voice, and touch you, among countless other ways interacting with you in the slightest way brings that excitement back and makes my heart beat faster.
It makes spending time with you the best part of any day. It makes me work to see you smile, because I love your smile and your favor. But at the same time it makes me weak and unable to concentrate, overwhelmed with the fulfillment you bring. All my thirsts are quenched and concerns silenced in your arms.
It gives me abundant energy to do anything for you. My devotion to you cannot be compromised. I cherish everything about you. I would be completely lost without you. So I do everything I can just to be with you. Being with you sustains me.
I seek your love zealously. I find it in your touch, your smile, your eyes, in your arms, just being in your presence. What becomes familiar is not boring. No, I find new things to love in just who you are. I could love a thousand things to love about you and still seek thousands more to love. I can never go deep enough, the further I go, the more satisfaction you bring.
Hurting you, making you angry, failing you, being separated from you, or seeing your love go from me is unbearable. It brings me to a place of hopelessness, where finding my way back to you becomes my only concern. There is no pain like it and no measure of solace great enough to cure it. You are the only cure.
I would die for you. My desperation for you knows no end. I am jealous for you and protective of you. The entire world couldn’t be of less concern to me when I am with you. You are my hearts one desire.
Intimacy with you is a place of perfection. Where time fades away and you are my entire world. It makes me wish nothing else existed, so I would never be torn from you for any reason.
You are my transcendence. Stay with me forever.
Indeed, love is powerful. It has captured my heart many times without my consent. The love I described above is a love I have withheld from women for 2 years now that I might be able to love my God like this instead. Because His love is more powerful than the billions of stars He made with a single word, as absolute as death itself, deeper than the abyss of space, and timeless beyond the dimensions within which we live.
Every woman I have ever loved has hurt me, betrayed me, and broke my heart. I have found a love that never fails and I try ever increasingly to give Him what I have given to so many who were undeserving.