if love were not so necessary, i doubt i would like to give in to it at all. i would hate it in fact, if it were not so encompassing of who i am.. for i dearly love to love. and forgive. and hope against hope that i will have that certain kind of love where my Love is my best friend and he knows me as such a vulnerable creature he must protect, where his name for me is sweetly spoken, where i long to hear him and submit to his every wish because his banner over me is love, where we laugh and sing and poke fun at each's every angle since honest deep love is so sure, even in faults and flaws. I hope for a love where we grow in life and mind and we age gloriously whether happy or hard, and we grow forever together in heart and spirit and soul, where it comes to be impossible there was ever anyone so well suited. I think it is a sweet completion not in each other alone, but in a love for our Savior and in a longing for heaven-- where we are so completely entranced by where we are going, more still who we are going to, hoping for a completion too sinless and pure to ever be found in this world. i want a partner in love with the Maker of heaven and earth, one captivated by his love, who longs for that City of God so unblemished by pride and selfishness. That city where the face of the Son glows brightly with Love, and lights up the whole city, because his bride is finally his.