Tonight after my Bible study met (via video chat...how cool is that?!), my beautiful partner-in-Chacos and I were discussing boys...what's new right? We're almost at the age where they're men, which is kind of scary to be honest, and only partly because so few of the ones we know actually live up to that description. Well our chat focused on the things we wish the guys in our lives did. Maybe we watch too many chick flicks, or maybe our free time is just spent differently, but we came to the conclusion that we would make great boyfriends. We love planning surprises, making our own holidays to celebrate, taking walks outside (or really just spending time outside, under moonlight or basking in the sun, whatevs), car-dancing, writing each other letters and making CDs with encouraging songs, and whatever else we can think of...and we would love any guy who consistently did those kinds of things for us. I say consistently there, because most guys are good, or even great, at the reeling-in-the-fish portion of dating, but once they get the fish, it's as if they don't know what to do with it. Granted, a level of comfort is to be expected, and you can't live on the 'can't eat, can't sleep' high forever, but why is it that there seems to be a severe slack-off in the pursuing part of most relationships after the "hey, we're boyfriend/girlfriend" thing happens?
I wish I knew. I pray for someone who, after forty years of marriage, still gets a kick out of making my day by bringing me home a flower, or something that he saw and made him think of me.
However, that was not the revelation I had after our conversation. Here I am, talking about all the great ideas I have for a relationship, and how nice it'd be to be blessed with a man who is intentional and consistent in his pursuit of me when I can't honestly say that that is how I approach the Lord. The One who saved me, who took the Moabite widow out of the field and called her His own, who blesses and keeps me every moment of my life, who brings me daffodils in April every year and hydrangeas and tulips, I don't pursue Him like that. I rearrange my quiet time to fit Him in my day, or I pray sporadically and without thanksgiving on hectic days, I don't sing Him love songs with my whole heart...
I don't know. It's just a thought really. But I do know that whether or not a man comes along and rides me off into the sun(rise not set, I think it's way more unique), my responsibility is to serve and glorify God in the way that I dream about being pursued.
Why are convictions so...convicting?
Your steadfast love, O Lord, reaches to the heavens, Your faithfulness to the skies. Psalm 36:5
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