Going on five years with this guy. There are countless moments woven into those years. I could not ask for anyone better to share my life with. His existence has brought a new purpose and motivation, and his presence is the greatest encouragement. He is my biggest fan. He has taught me to have fun, play, and that it is ok to relax. He has taught me that it is okay to not be okay, to let people help you, and to accept a complement. He has taught me to trust people, and that it is okay NOT to trust sometimes. He has taught me more of true, selfless, and sacrificial, Christ-like love than I have ever known, and displayed an unconditional love that I cannot comprehend at times. I would not know how to play settlers of Catan, I would not know the companion’s names off nerdy tv shows, or how to use spider-man puns in real life if it weren't for him. I would not know all the words to "where have all the staplers gone" by the veggie tales, nor how to properly lace up converse if he were not in my life. He has enlightened my knowledge of the nations of the world, expanded my cooking skills, and enriched my love for people. Let's be honest, we are small people of stature, but he has one of the biggest hearts I have ever seen. He is real, he loves God, people, and adores kids. (and cats... that one is important.) It has built a love within my heart for the people he loves.
His passion and enthusiasm is contagious. He shares my love for fortune cookies, Kansas, Tangled, and naps. He is caring and compassionate, especially when I am lacking in those areas. He has a soft heart - which is no weakness, but a great strength. He is understanding and patient; even when he is impatient he is still patient. I am his memory, He is my reminder. He carries all my added weight, I cook and cause him to gain weight. I am his reality check, he is my dreamer. He is my calm, I am his crazy. He is my dearest friend. He is my deepest love. He is the best of me, and I am proud to be called his girlfriend. I say all that to say this, I am still single. I “have a guy”, but he is not mine. I am just as ‘single’ as any other girl who has yet to be married. Oh, I am very much ‘in a relationship’, but we are not one. I am not his. Until we are married he has none of that. He does not complete me, no human can. He compliments me, but does not complete me. My fulfillment is in Christ. My boyfriend will fail me, and disappoint me, as will I him, but Christ cannot. He is not perfect, nor am I. There are things I do not say to or about my boyfriend, and certainly a physical distance set in motion. Until we are married, none of this can be. I do not want to play house. Chew on that for a while. I did. Of all my boyfriend is to me, I am constantly reminded of how gracious my God is to us in our daily relationship, and that it is a continual decision to protect it. This is a battle, but it is a fight worth fighting. #thismeanswar This is the Lord's doing; and it is marvelous in our eyes. - Psalm 118.23
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