“But you don’t understand! He’s perfect! I know that one day, he could become a Christian, too! Maybe God is using me so he can get saved” Yeah, sure.
She slowly turns her face towards the window, and I catch a glimpse of her profile. Beautiful, definitely. Familiar, very.
The greatest battles that I have ever fought are the issues of my heart: I fall in love easily, stay in love far longer than I should, and get heartbroken more deeply than anyone knows.
I admire a certain someone. Infatuation would best describe it, if I was being honest with myself, and I am.
This would be my choice. And no one could make my decision for me. Not my parents, not my friends. Just me. Would I crack under the pressure?
A very good girlfriend asked me recently, “Do you think it’s time I should find out for myself whether he is praying for someone else?”