I think it's "day six" but honestly this is the saddest excuse for a topic to journal about. I haven't been keeping track of this thing like that one movie where Amy Adams cooks a Julia Child recipe everyday. I have been to Dallas and back again this weekend. God really blessed me with sweet fellowship and sisterly affections. I was not kept from romantic movies, but I did not pursue and seek out ooey-gooey sentiments. Instead of movies, though, I was with my sister and her husband all weekend.
Never have I seen a couple more affectionate to each other. Partly, it's because I get to see the intimate moments between dish washing and laundry that others don't. Even after a whole weekend of "babe" and "I love you, babe", I'm not sick or cynical. The thing is, I don't want to put down the books or sweet cinema. I rather like it.
Now lets just be honest ("I thought she was being honest..." says reader) I tell myself these things as if not a care in the world is going on, but my heart can be heavy with the topic of "male" just as much as the next lady. Why do you think my friend challenged me to stop watching those chick-flicks in the first place?! I do want to encourage you though, Madam, that even though I am speaking like all is daisies and roses, the only thing that is constant is Jesus. I will fluctuate in my emotions from "so-n-so" to "what's-his-face" but what's constant is God offering His heart and love all the same.
Sitting on the plane tonight, and I just let the sky open and told God everything, and I finally got to that point where I asked that God would make me understand what is to be His bride first, before I have the privilege of being the bride to another. I think, dear friend, that is what I've been calling "broccoli prayers". This post really went from being a smart, sensible commentary on love and God's love for his church, to what's really been moving on my heart. Well let me see...oh yeah...*looks above*...this is my heart for the Lord's glory. Hopefully this will encourage someone out there. Praise Him!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5yWpRndRIpE&feature=feedrec_grec_index
"I am my beloved's and my beloved is mine; he grazes among the lilies."--Songs of Solomon 6:3
Never have I seen a couple more affectionate to each other. Partly, it's because I get to see the intimate moments between dish washing and laundry that others don't. Even after a whole weekend of "babe" and "I love you, babe", I'm not sick or cynical. The thing is, I don't want to put down the books or sweet cinema. I rather like it.
Now lets just be honest ("I thought she was being honest..." says reader) I tell myself these things as if not a care in the world is going on, but my heart can be heavy with the topic of "male" just as much as the next lady. Why do you think my friend challenged me to stop watching those chick-flicks in the first place?! I do want to encourage you though, Madam, that even though I am speaking like all is daisies and roses, the only thing that is constant is Jesus. I will fluctuate in my emotions from "so-n-so" to "what's-his-face" but what's constant is God offering His heart and love all the same.
Sitting on the plane tonight, and I just let the sky open and told God everything, and I finally got to that point where I asked that God would make me understand what is to be His bride first, before I have the privilege of being the bride to another. I think, dear friend, that is what I've been calling "broccoli prayers". This post really went from being a smart, sensible commentary on love and God's love for his church, to what's really been moving on my heart. Well let me see...oh yeah...*looks above*...this is my heart for the Lord's glory. Hopefully this will encourage someone out there. Praise Him!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5yWpRndRIpE&feature=feedrec_grec_index
"I am my beloved's and my beloved is mine; he grazes among the lilies."--Songs of Solomon 6:3
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