Lord, You are faithful.

We've drawn a line
And crossed over it.
We've made ourselves believe
All is well, when clearly it is not.
We've moved so far from the truth
We struggle to see what that truth actually is.
The truth is,
We've taken something sacred and precious,
Real and honest
And disfigured it beyond belief.
This beautiful gift given us by our loving Creator
Has become the red light district
Of a society whoring after lust.
A well thought out mistake
With a stranger,
Forever etched in a memory.
But we were not made for this,
Our hearts,
Our souls,
Our whole beings,
We were made for love.

We're like those cute little cherries that come in pairs,
Us two.
I still marvel at the creativity of our Father
For creating something so wonderful.
It's like there's two of the same
But not,
Like two unique individuals
Who are identical in every way.
I love it!
It's so crazy how you know all there is to know about me
And yet you love me still.
I just love you, Rooth
So much.
Its impossible (and just so silly) to imagine me
Without you.

'....but eventually the most powerful force in the universe, love, won out. I had found someone who pointed out everything right with me, not everything wrong. Hope aroused. I wanted to conquer worlds and lay them at her feet.'

There are men like this out there, still, men who want to conquer worlds for the woman they love. And when done selflessly, what a beautiful thing this is!