I want to talk about games.
I used to play lots and lots of games. They weren't very fun, but they were games, nonetheless. And whether or not I was competitive, there was just no way to win. I played games like:
"He loves me, he loves me not."
"Maybe he'll love me more if I..." (Feel free to substitute your own ending there.)
"He didn't really mean that, right?"
"I'm just being oversensitive."
"He says he really loves me, though."
"But he said that if I really love him, I'll..."
Are some of those sounding familiar to you? Even typing them out makes me physically cringe, because I know these are commonly played games. I feel like I am too often a frustrated on-looker sitting in the stands, watching as the game unfolds before my eyes; groaning as bad calls are made, and yelling at the players to get their heads on straight. Perhaps you've played a few of these in the past, or maybe you're playing one right now. I know too many darlings that can't quite seem to quit playing.
Why is that? Why do beautiful, lovely daughters of the King of kings sacrifice their dignity for a screwed up version of love?
Love is consistent. You should not find yourself in the situation of heartache, simply because he can't seem to make up his mind about whether or not you're worth it. (Spoiler alert: you totally are.)
Love is not confusing. Believe me, if he truly wanted to pursue you and his heart was in the right place to do so, then he would man up and use every opportunity to show you just how treasured you are. Love will not make you doubt.
Sex will not make him love you more. It will only make him lust you more. If sex is the only reason he sticks around, he doesn't love you. Love is pure, and will not demand that you give up your virginity. Ever.
Love is sacrificial. There is something about this world that really wants us to believe that everything should be centered around us, and I'm telling you right now that love cannot thrive on that concept. Love must involve sacrifice. If either one of you is stuck on the notion that the other must work to please you, so that you are simply taking and giving nothing in return, then it's time to go back to the drawing board and start from scratch, because it ain't workin'.
Love is sweet. It really is just so sweet. Your significant other should be sweet to you, and if they aren't, why are they your significant other? Love isn't mean and rude, sweetheart. It just isn't. You deserve more than biting words and sarcastic remarks. You deserve forehead kisses, and long hugs, and sweet nothings whispered into your ears as you blush from the butterflies that take flight inside of you.
Love doesn't give up. Ever. It does not give in, conform, or run. At the first sign of trouble, love stays. Do me a favor and forever disregard, "If you love them, let them go," because it is such a horrible example of the true nature of love. Love pursues and fights for what it wants. Jesus was murdered upon a tree for people that hate Him. We were all lost, and He didn't just decide to give up on us. I am pursued by my beloved Savior, whether I love Him or not. He fights for me and my life every second of every day, even when I am being an unfaithful bride. He goes before me in the presence of my enemies, even if I try to shove Him out of the way and say, "Thanks, but I got this."
Here's the thing. We find ourselves laying in our beds all day, anticipating that text or call, and making ourselves sick with heartache because we long ago pushed aside the truth that God is the most perfect example of love that exists. How can we even begin to understand passion and commitment, without first understanding the One who created it? We play these games that we won't ever win, all the while ignoring that, at that same moment we're wondering why he won't make up his mind, we are being pursued by Love, Himself. And Love does not play games.
So, why would you?
Until next time,
Madison
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