Living together

You know those times when you're just sorta living together with the person you love? I'm not getting biblical and talking about a relationship outside marriage or anything like it. I'm talking relationship and emotion.

You love God and you have made this decision to live with him for the rest of your life. And you've done it for most of your life, maybe. But suddenly you find yourself going through a few days when you're just living together.

Let me explain. Imagine a relationship - any relationship. You smile at each other, you have breakfast together, you nod to each other to check who's got the keys, you're close enough that a grunt will do to make yourself understood for the little chores you need to get done. Who washes the dishes, excusing yourself to check the oven, knowing when he or she's finished and timing it perfectly to clear his or her glass or plate away.

Admirable really.

But remember reading together before breakfast? Laughing without a joke because you love each other and it seems like a good way to show it? Talking?

Sometimes it's like that with God - and it's actually never his fault. Jesus is pretty brilliant at this stuff. He chose to love us before the world began, and he is pretty good at showing it. This might be stating the obvious - but if the world everyday is not enough, or the little special notes which only you understand because you've prayed about it... if all of that is not enough, look at the cross.

No, God has no problem showing his love. I, on the other hand... I take so much and I give so little. Don't get me wrong... I have this lazy notion that if he wants something, he can always take it. He knows that. But is that enough? I know I would freak if suddenly he wasn't obvious about his love. Yet... How many times can one girl hurt him in a relationship?

No, don't answer that.

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