So many of my friends have found the love of their life and are taking that next big step. So many of my friends are getting married.
And this is something I wrote to them...
When you showed me your ring, the diamond as bright as the smile on your face, my heart was so happy for you, my friend. To think that you finally reached the day that you'd been waiting for and praying about...and now, it was finally here.
When you told me of the look on her face, as you asked the special question that you'd been dying to ask, your eyes radiated with love as you described the beauty that you see in the woman of your dreams.
Little by little, one by one, I have seen God work mightily through your lives. Sometimes in small detail perhaps, but nonetheless, all-powerful. Every drop, every wave, every crash and cloud and clap of thunder through the rain, He composed a song and a dance only for you and yours. Until they collided into one, and you can't dance a note more unless you dance it together. But along the way, somehow, He had designed a passionate love to knit your hearts together, so that when you wed, it was as perfect as two puzzle pieces - so totally different but so perfectly designed for each other. A passionate love that grew over time. When your heart finds its match, it is as if a volcano will erupt unless the two be joined. And when they do, you must decide. Each for yourself. Shall you release all that you had known of before, everything you held dear, and cling with all your might to the one now before you? Will nothing ever stop you from parting ways? Is this love strong enough to withstand the most ferocious flame, the most threatening blizzard, the longest fall into sorrow?
People don't believe in true love anymore. What with the way today's world has painted a picture of it as a fairytale sort of wispy love and a happy ending that can only transpire when the two love-struck individuals throw themselves into each other's arms, with no thought to the future. But wait. Is this what being in love really is?
I myself have never held this status before. I have never been in love. I do not know the feelings of losing one's breath when your beloved says your name, or of entwining your fingers with the one who you know will absolutely never let you go, or to lie awake at night knowing that someone somewhere is thinking of you - specifically of YOU.
I have not felt it. But I have seen it. And what I have seen with my own eyes far outweighs any love story that was ever written by any mere man.
And what of these people who make up silly stories of what 'being in love' is? Well, I believe they say such things because they don't understand something. They don't understand that amidst the troubling hardships and thorns of life, love is hidden throughout in a myriad of different details.
It may subside, for love is a temporary madness. There will come a time when your kisses may not be as passionate. One of you may forget a special occasion or anniversary. One of you will unintentionally insult the other. And perhaps there will be raised voices during an argument. These are all just ruts in the road. Do you not know that anything can withstand time only by enduring the messy bits? Life is the messy bits. And oh what a beautiful life to live and to share with the one who has promised to love you, body and soul, through it all.
Stay with him, not for all the things he has done right, but for the choice that you made: to love and cherish him all the days of your life. Choose not to leave her for the one thing she did wrong, but to stay with her for all the things she had done right.
Society says 'oh but if such and such happens, he doesn't love you anymore' or 'if she says this or that, the love she promised you was a lie.'
So I challenge you. When those rough waves come, when the ship of your marriage is being tossed to and fro, hold tight to each other with one hand, and hold on for life with the other. To the main mast of your ship. The pillar of strength. The only One who can see you through any storm. Afterall, He is the designer of all things. Even such a story as slaying His own Son so that you might have a perfect example of what true love is.
This is true love.
True love is breaking yourself in half so that you can be joined with another half to become one. There will be constant breaks, yes, constant bendings, and fittings, and stretchings...And with these comes pain, for this is a union of two hearts, two souls, two personalities. But true love is what stands when everything else has fallen. True love is what is left when all around you has burned away.
Defy what society calls love and stand for what they call impossible. Success is the greatest revenge. Avenge the dying legacy of what true love really is, and with every passing day you live as one heart bound to another, I pray that the little spark that started this dazzling flame, will only continue to be fed and that soon, the world will stop and gaze in astonishment at something they deemed impossible.