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| This morning, I was coming back into consciousness, thinking about the concept of "meeting the one." I think the most profound things we've ever thought surprise us sometimes, because we don't expect to think like we do. I thought to myself that a girl has many locks. Throughout her life, she finds men that can open the locks with their keys. Perhaps one fulfills her emotionally, another sexually, etc. But one guy has the master key: a key which opens every lock they find. As she trusts him more and more, they explore more hidden locks, finding each of them open to the master key. But even this master key may not open every single door. There may be some locks that are impervious to the key because they were left out of the master design. Perhaps the locked door might hide feelings of shame from a past relationship, fear for the future, or something else. The mystery is what is important for the keyholder: if he could instantly open all doors, what would be the point in building a relationship?
Sometimes the glory of a wonderful relationship is knowing everything about a person, loving them for (and in spite of) all of it, and still being surprised from time to time about how you feel. The best part is, being in love is not rocket science. I love you, and you love me. Fully. 100%.
An excerpt from you:
"I just want you to love me forever. Period. The end.
I don't care if we're scraping by in the city or living in luxury in a million dollar house on the coast.
I don't care if we're even in the United States.
I don't care if my ring blinds those that look at it or needs a magnifying glass to be remotely visible.
I don't care if I'm teaching or staying at home or working behind a desk to make ends meet.
I don't care if we're healthy and active or sick and too tired to keep the house clean.
I
don't care what the world throws at us, because God is here and He
loves us. He knows what He's doing, and He will take care of us.
All I want is to love you forever and you to love me in return.
Forget what everyone else says, forget who's accepting or happy or
vengeful (though we might have to watch out for that last one). I will
be happy, content, and at peace knowing that you are next to me, loving
me with all you are, because I will be next to you, loving you with
everything I am.
I know that life is less than easy for you right now, but I'm
here, like I always will be. Say the word and I'll be at your side,
whether you're in Muskingum or Spain or on a random deserted island. I
love you SO much and I don't think I'll ever come up with a way to make
you see just how much that is.
Do what you have to do for as long as you need to. If it is
meant to be, it will be, and it will come at exactly the right time.
Ps. .... I love you .... just in case you forgot ....."
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| It sure was incredible, but not for the reasons I originally thought. I know it's taken me until Wednesday to write, but this past weekend was the most incredible three days of my life to this point. I reconnected with my best friend. My family came to my new home and saw what I've been doing there for the past year. I accepted a great job offer and expressed my unwavering love. I didn't have a whole lot of time to think about the weekend while it was happening, but I'm sure that, whatever my expectations had been, everything worked out exactly as it should have.
Te amo, querida estrellita, con un amor que nunca cambie. Ojalá que estemos juntos muy pronto.
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| If today is any indication, this weekend is one that will live in infamy. Keep reading for details.
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| It's been a pretty good weekend. The travel was good. The food was good. The guys are looking positively towards making huge strides over the next year. But why does my tummy still not feel alright? Maybe the food was just too heavy. Or maybe I just really miss someone. | | |
| I'm at the office today, working on some lesson plans. It is so hard to concentrate. I've never really been one for playing outside, but I want to today. In order to feel a little better about typing the afternoon away, I opened all the windows and the door of my back porch office. The birds are singing, and a breeze is blowing through as I type. The natural light is so great, I won't have to turn on any lights until the sun completely sets. It's almost like out of a movie.
I can only hope it's like this two weeks from now when I have visitors. I've been looking forward to weather like this all winter, and it's finally here! God has really blessed me today.
I had another moment at church today: one where I felt like God gently slapped me across the face with a 2x4. The sermon, while mostly rambling prattle, made some stellar points. The take home message is simple: don't be afraid to fail at something if you feel led or called into it. When God nudges you in a direction, you can't be worried about your ultimate doom. Sure you might still end up falling on your behind. But when you are listening closely and following God, you can fail your way to success. Then, as the acolyte put out the candles, the organ started playing a familiar hymn tune by F. Flemming, as these words poured into my head:
All Hail Muskingum! Glorious alma mater!
Thy loyal children come to do Thee honor.
Life more abundant, Thou to us hast given.
Hail, alma mater, Hail!
God's care surround Thee, through the endless ages.
Hail, alma mater, Hail!
I guess I have some marching orders to follow. I don't know what I'll find there, if anything. But I shouldn't be afraid to try. At least I'm to the point where I know my life will take one of two paths. I'm not sure what's waiting at either side, but I just have to keep praying. Besides, August is still forever away, isn't it? *sighs*
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