As to the worldly love you spoke of, Grace……. I call it lust.

I think there is another aspect to the earthly kind of love you referred to; no, there will never be a perfect person this side of heaven for us to love and trust completely. On the same token, Jesus spent His entire life loving people who would never return that love. He spent His whole life only to die for the life some would never receive. He spent all of His life loving those who would, as you put it, “screw Him over”.

I admire your position on not being capable of letting infatuation take hold, and not being capable of becoming a fool for someone you care very deeply about. I used to feel that way too. I didn’t think it was possible. Then it happened. I’m stronger now, because of it, but the fact of the matter is I didn’t think it was possible either. I didn’t understand how people could stay in abusive relationships and not see that it was only causing them harm and the other person wasn’t going to change. I didn’t understand fully the term “love is blind”. I understand much more now than I would have liked.

But it just makes the love of Jesus that much more precious. He loved me enough to die for me, but He also loved me enough to “kill” me. I must die daily to the things of the world and choose to follow Him, and not the crowd. I must choose to follow Him and not the people I love. I must choose to follow Him and not the people who say I’m going to die an old maid. I must choose, each and every day, that Jesus is the most important Person in my life, and He will never let me down. That doesn’t mean He will never “hurt” me – sometimes He asks me to do things that cause a lot of personal pain- but He always has my best at heart, even through the pain. Refined by fire, purned like a vine, clay molded by a Potter – none of those are “comfortable” places to be, but it is the end result that makes it all worth it. The gold that comes from the mire being refined; the healthy, fruit-bearing plant that only comes from being pruned; the pot that comes from being molded, smashed, guided, and fired. The end result is beauty of the best kind.

Sorry I kinda went off. I guess I needed to get all that out too.
Have a great day, babe. I love you!