Romantic is not a word most people would use to describe me. Sarcastic, yes. Weird, yes. But romantic? Not typically.
Surprisingly though, I am very much a romantic.
For example, yesterday we were going to a graduation party and we were passing through a little town out in the middle of nowhere. We saw two people, a male and a female, walking down the street of this dusty little town in a tux and a dress. They looked like they were going to a wedding. Or from a wedding maybe, his vest was unbuttoned and his tie was tugged loose. And in all reality this is probably what was happening. Tis’ the season. BUT. I preferred the idea that they were on a date and had decided to dress up in their best and just walk around town. Doing normal things like getting ice cream. That idea was much more appealing to me, than just ‘they were on their way home from a wedding.’
Photos are also my weakness. There is just something about spreading photos on your bedroom floor and remembering. I don’t mean pictures from a photo shoot. I mean photos taken on a normal day. Random and… real. Don’t even get me started on home videos.
Today I was finishing The Ishbane Conspiracy. (Great book, highly suggested by myself) And it was talking about God and how the girl was eagerly awaiting her Bridegroom. And it hit me… This is the greatest romance story in all of time. God fights for us, comforts us, laughs with us, cries with us. He laid down his life to protect us. He loves to hear about our every day lives. The little things. He carries us when we can’t move. And He eagerly awaits when He can walk across the threshold into the place He has built especially for us.He is our best friend and He LOVES us. In the most intimate of ways. He knows us better than we know ourselves.
It’s not like I have never heard this or thought about it. But today it just kind of clicked all new.
Insightful Thoughts of the Day:
- Sometimes in our thirst for knowledge, we lose wisdom.
- The best way to defeat the enemy is to know him. We cannot hate him. For in hating him, we serve him.
- The key to control is the follow through.
- Sometimes the view we want isn’t the one we need.
- My thought process is less like a spider web and more like a chicken running around with it’s head cut off.