I have a rather wonderful boyfriend. There are things every day i find out about him that wow me (only a little, for if i allowed it to be a lot...) He is pure and sensitive and insightful. He comes off one way but really is something deeper. I expected it yes, but.... well... he's God's kid. God made him perfectly, and i'm glad he had not been formed any other way. The insights i'm given by kyle help me to be a less judgmental person, a less criticizing person. He reminds me of the verse about the plank when i talk to him. I have no right, no authority to make such calls on other people. it throws me back and i have to re-play words and sentences and yet the words he says are so raw and pure i can't quite put it the right way; it gets twisted and deformed when translated in my head. And yet, while i'm standing i still don't feel guilty for saying what could be offensive. I intend to love and challenge our minds, values and habitual living. I intent to grow, inspire and learn. When we do talk about something, its like whoa. Where did i get lost in the world? When did i stop thinking like the way he does? When did i stop believing so hard? And in this way, he resembles my God- no he is not my god, i mean, he resembles the God i know (or the God i used to know). God is sensitive and raw, a God of love and right-ness.
Sometimes, maybe, maybe, I am so ignorant to think that he, needs to be reminded how perfect he is to God. God's perfection, God's masterpiece and God's child. How strong he is and how secure in his 'ways' he is. That is not to say, however, everyone else isn't this way, it's to say that one of my friends whom i love dearly causes me to have these whoa moments so often that it reminds me that God love me too. (selfish, i know... i'm working on it.. thats for a later topic)
2 comments:
love the pic on your side bar. very beautiful.
WHAT can I say- it runs in the blood, does it not. :) :P
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