2:29 PM GMT
Sometimes, the ones we profess to be different, and ‘not like all the others’ turn out to be very much like all the others, as do we ourselves. The guys and girls that catch our attention and set our pulses racing are no more superior than the ones we wouldn’t choose to give the time of day to, just because they’re not ‘our type’ - eye colour, hair, taste in music, clothing, size of physical features or their build can all impact the motivation to simply interact with another human being. The Bible calls us to love everyone, not just the tall, athletic guy who sends cutesy texts or the girl with a pretty smile who makes you laugh. When did the thread of kindness and courtesy slip so subtly out of the needle that weaves the fabric of society?
Personal preference gets in the way of loving for the sake of just loving, as we seek the ones who keep us up at night with attempts at mind-reading, decoding ‘signals’ and thoughts of the future, vague to extraordinary; fantastical even. When we find that individual, so much energy is poured into pursuing that ideal and obtaining the sought-after prize of ‘the one’ that we go to silly lengths, make rash decisions, and allow our thinking to become clouded.
There are occasions when our efforts can pay off; a date here, a slow memorable kiss under a tree there. It may even lead to Coupledom, where Facebook friends suddenly become nosier and food rations at home are stretched to cater for a regular +1; if that is the case in your own life then congratulations, you are mightily blessed and I wish you every happiness as a resident of Relationshipville. However for those of us currently without companion, the search goes on, and as it does, more often than not, our imperfect hearts combine with our fragile minds resulting in, well, an imperfect and fragile outcome. So great is the fear of rejection and lifelong solitude, our human nature and instinct for self-sustain winds up grabbing out at any attempt to cast someone of altogether equal standing into a spotlight illuminated by nothing more than the hopes and dreams past that we once pinned on another and ultimately had wash back ashore at our feet in failure.
The question is; with a Saviour who is blameless to cast our love upon;
why chase the ‘true love’ that mankind has so poorly interpreted?