Such suspense! Intrigue and mystery!
Will we grow together into friendship and slide seamlessly into love? Or will we collide like waves and shore; crashing into an indelible bond?
Will we speak harmonious telepathy or will we become students of one another's wavelength?
Will we be cool, sweet and guarded or reckless, smitten and dazed?
Will our hearts pound and our palms sweat, will we throw back heads and laugh to light the world?
Will we be wine, roses and diamonds or campfires, mud-fights and kites?
Will we have wise minds and young hearts, steel convictions and lofty daydreams?
Will we sit in blissful silence, or will rapid fire words take alight?
You and me, what we will be; we shall have to wait and see.
Imagine the reverberating shock I felt when I read his blog the day he was taken. I had not read his most recent post until then and my heart stopped when I saw the photo from our hike. I think I can say the post had very much to do with our conversation and it hurts so bad to have been a part of that in all its prophetic irony. I feel like I had just as much chance to go as he did. I jealously wish it had been me and not him, as men of God like him seem so rare in this generation. But he got the glorious promotion we both longed for, not I.He got the precious dream that he surrendered. His heavenly romance is in his Savior; so vastly and incomprehensibly more romantic and all-consuming than any human love story! But I remain. It is my calling to stay in this broken body and fight on in this earthly struggle. Who knows when my Prince will draw me to Himself? Who knows if I will ever have an earthly prince?
Every day is a Wait-and-See.