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Falling in Love

Baby Blue Eyes on a Ft. Bragg, CA Beach

I remember back before I had anyone special to love. There were many years when there just didn't seem to be anyone available to date. I wondered if my lot was to remain single all of my life. I didn't know that there person I was writing letters to was the one I was going to marry 5 years later. When we finally started dating, I loved to be around him all the time, talk to him all the time, be on the phone with him if I couldn't be with him, and receive letters from him as often as possible. I would re-read those letters frequently, and they would seem as exciting to me as if they were new, but I longed for further communication, face-to-face, all the time. We were experiencing a long distance relationship, I teaching elementary students in the southern part of the state, and my most special friend teaching college students in the state to the north. When summer came we lived in the same town for 2.5 months straight. It was bliss. Every day we could eat our lunch together, and as soon as we could, we were together in the evening. In the day both of us were busy, but we thought of each other all the time, and when we could be together, you could be sure we were. We had so much fun, talking and cooking, eating, taking walks, and attending events together. Time flew by. And then were were back to long distance dating. But that summer confirmed things. We wanted to be together all time time. At the end of the long school year we were happily married.

In the context of dating and marriage I understand abiding. My heart longs to be with the one I love. I can't bear to be apart. But what about my relationship with God? Ever since my day of hourly abiding, I've felt disconnected and feeble. Prayer and communion with God was not the first thing to cross my mind. I feel bad that I'm not longing to be with Jesus and talk with him. But I think this could be one of the temptations that are "common to man." I'm going to pray that God will open my eyes so I can see the fullness of His love for me, and then I know I will fall in love with Him. Surely He will show me the way of escape from my feeble connection to Him.
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