Today I talked with a friend about it. Most days I talk to God about it. A lot of the time I dream about it. I have the word tattooed on my foot so there’s no way I can forget about it.. Right.
You know what I concluded about love, and let me tell you I am certainly no expert; I just have thoughts and opinions like everyone else on the planet. I concluded this:
Take your hands and fold them together. Do you feel how perfect they align? There are no awkward ridges or bones bumping. Your skin is consistent with itself.
com⋅ple⋅ment /n. 'kom ple ment; v. 'kom ple,ment/show spelled pronunciation [n. kom-pluh-muh nt; v. kom-pluh-ment]
com⋅ple⋅ment /n. 'kom ple ment; v. 'kom ple,ment/show spelled pronunciation [n. kom-pluh-muh nt; v. kom-pluh-ment]
–noun
1. something that completes or makes perfect
1. something that completes or makes perfect
Our hands are the living proof of the word!
When God created man and woman, they were complements to each other. I mean I would imagine that’s why sex is so great?
So..if we are to love someone, should we not find the perfect complement to ourselves?
Why should the controlling woman be with the nice guy? Why should mr.right find himself with an outrageous attention-craving adultress? Why should the church-loving woman be with the alcoholic? I feel like we’ve all seen or at least heard of couples such as this. It happens.
Why should the controlling woman be with the nice guy? Why should mr.right find himself with an outrageous attention-craving adultress? Why should the church-loving woman be with the alcoholic? I feel like we’ve all seen or at least heard of couples such as this. It happens.
Sometimes we are just so sick of being alone that we lower our standards just to ease the pain. We may see a seed in someone and hope it grows into full bloom. Lets be honest, that is probably the most devastating and disappointing mindset to have. Yet I’m guilty of doing it, and I would imagine I’m not alone in admitting that.

You know what I find the greatest joy in these days, being single and unavailable. And let me tell you, this is a very new thing for me. Being single, and not wanting to date. Who seriously desires that?! Well, I am so content and fulfilled in God’s love, that there is no reason for me to be searching elsewhere.
I trust that one day God may give me a man who complements me like the perfect fit of my own two hands. As far as today goes, I can only be thankful that I am complete in Christ alone.
I felt like sharing this conclusion with the world. Good day!
Kristy... why do you have to be such a great writer!!! You're Awesome... and wise!
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