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21 July 2010

A realisation of love.

A realisaton of love

I have just reached a realization that love is not about the insecurities I have about my body and the way it does or doesn’t look. When someone tells me that he loves me, he is not looking for my cellulite, stretch marks and uneven skin tone. He is not looking for my faults and flaws. He is looking for my heart. He is looking for love, someone whose hand he would like to hold onto forever. He looks for someone who will love him regardless of whether or not he looks like a topless Usher Raymond. He wants a woman who will love him his morning breath and his pot belly. As a people we are not looking for perfection in a partner, because we ourselves are nowhere near perfect. We are looking for someone who will love us and our imperfections completely.

I looked in the mirror the other day and said to myself “how will I expect my husband whoever he is, to love me when I myself do not love me”. I now know that it is not my body my husband will be after. But it is my heart. Men are not as shallow and unemotional as American music videos make them out to be. They too have insecurities, they too feel.

Love is not complicated, love is not sore, love feels good, love IS right. It makes you see things that aren’t there and it is okay. Things like children who do not yet exist; it makes you see a future with happiness when you know your reality is miserable. Love opens your eyes to joy and closes the door to misery. Love allows goodness to become a part of who you are. Love is from God, because something so good, so perfect can only be from our father in heaven. It is his reward to his children. Love is a gift. If it means I have to wait 10 years to meet my love from God. Then please by all means, bring it on.I believe God does not make mistakes. I have in the past tried to take God's job from him and make it my own. I tried to look for love myself and in doing so failed dismally,numerously! So I've decided to step back and let the man who created heaven and earth, the man who knows me better than I know myself take the wheel. I realise that love is indeed worth the wait.
Blessings Time
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