“I’d never ask you to change” – Bruno Mars
So many sweet, sappy, couples these days. And so it then follows that it must be true, that beauty is in the eye of the beholder. I realized how wrong that sounds (I sure have a habit of saying things seriously and accidentally implying something negative). My point is, isn’t it funny (read: amazing) how our eyes can create perfection out of imperfection, beauty out of broken? It makes me warm and fuzzy inside. Sort of. Cause I’m not so sure it’s too warm and fuzzy in there.
Speaking of couples. M, who I traditionally referred to as “spouse-y” in our high school days, tells me she wants me to “pursue her”. So she asks if I can hangout over the weekend and I go, “I don’t know.. text me..” and she goes “No that’s passive! *laugh*” And I go, “Oh right, I’ll pursue you!” Dear friends.
I’ve reached a sort of plateau it seems. And I’m okay with that, sort of (because I’m never really okay with a plateau). For now. I’ve been debating my next step and so far have reached no conclusions. I’m afraid to take the next leap of faith. My ground has felt like sinking sand for so long, I’m still not sure what solid feels like. Solid maybe sounds like this though:
Give yourself to love the Lord. No other way is so prevailing, so safe, and so full of enjoyment. Just love Him. Do not care for anything else.