Fictional Faction of Friction
“You enjoy every moment, you look over her shoulder, and you don’t notice anyone at all, everything else is a blur, but when you get your attention back to her face you see everything, a future, a past and that beautiful present God‘s given you”
To tell you all honestly, I just thought of that quote now, and I was just going to talk about how silly it was for a person to fall in love with a person. But as I read back to those words I type, I slowly become even more confused.
Let me just check myself for a moment, I’m alive and still living in a country where it’s more of a pop culture to be in a relationship. I guess there’s just a lot of bad examples, that’s why my mind (your heart is actually hardwired into your brain’s hypothalamus so I don’t want to say “my hear thinks” ’cause it doesn’t) is so caught up with worrying whether or not I’m going to go through with this feeling.And also I’m somewhat paranoid about things, what my mom would say, what my sister would say, what my colleagues would say, but mostly what my mom would say, she’s too narrow minded to really support me in my relationships, heck, if she had it her way she would want me to grow up with no wife because she wants to get rich, it’s always about getting rich for her.
But for me, God told me so, seek first the kingdom of God and everything shall be added unto you, so most of the time I really don’t worry, I only get shaken when my pessimistic mother gets in my head for a little while. And I’ve been a witness to a Christian relationship or rather two Christians being in a married life, I’ve seen bad examples also but at our church, man, does God know how to put up a love story.
Makes sense though He did create the perfect love story about his Son dying and everything, and I really aspire to that in a sense finding someone that God provided, I’m uncertain if it’ll be as easy as meeting a Christian girl and falling in love with her, or maybe God wants me to change people as He commanded “go and make disciples” and exactly the word “disciples” not “wife-fies”. My mind is not ready for this kind of commitment, as to what I’ve concluded, I couldn’t even make a lovey-dovey blog to what I’m thinking but still I thank God.
“I feel good, God’s making me Mr. Right, right enough to find a Mrs. Right, for us to be both right in God’s eyes.”