I remember the night I took this picture. I primped. I did my version of getting cute. I even decided to carry a purse.
A young man invited me to dinner, and I was excited to accompany him. We had interesting conversations on an array of topics. He seemed rather intelligent and respectful. I actually looked forward to our dinner; it was my first post-divorce, mid-twenties, "real" date.
He picked me up on time, opened the car door, and offered compliments. He drove safely which was a big deal to me. He effortlessly weaved through subjects during the 20 minute plus drive to the restaurant. It was Salsa Night. Although he wanted to dance, he was understanding when I apologetically declined. We sat, ate, sipped, and talked. Things were going well.
It was disappointing when his true intentions were revealed. As the evening progressed, it became clear to me what he wanted. I was actually taken back. Upset, I discreetly requested an Uber and abruptly ended the date when the car arrived.
Often times it is difficult to determine motives. It is not always easy to establish the true reason(s) someone wants to know you and enter your life. I know as a teenager and young woman I was wrong about intentions, motives, and hearts more than once especially when it came to young men. Even so, I finally came to know, really know, a Gentleman...
I know someone who waits with readiness to give not anxiousness to get. I know someone who loves without condition and terms. I know someone who wants to spend time with you without any hidden, wrong, or selfish intentions. I know someone who cares about your being and heart. I know someone who wants to be your lifelong companion. I know Jesus.
At the end of the evening with that young man, I sat in my apartment and cried. They were tears of disappointment and frustration. I was not ready to have to spend my time decoding people and fiercely protecting myself. (Dating requires both.)
Today, I still cry. Sometimes I can't help it. In fact, I cried all throughout church today, but these tears are different. I cry today because I am acutely aware how deeply, purely, and unconditionally loved I am by the loving, consistent, awe-inspiring Creator of all. I didn't have to do anything. I didn't have to sleep with anyone. I didn't have to give anything.
I am loved because I am His, and He is Love.
Do you know that you are loved, seen, and valued by The I Am? For God so loved you and me that He gave His only Son; whosoever believes in Christ will not perish but have eternal life. Trust me; He does not disappoint. God is so faithful.
