I love how Mike tells this guy that even your dream job won't make you happy all the time. There's ups and downs to any job.
So thanks Mike for reinforcing what I need to remember on a daily basis. That my happiness cannot rely on my job, friends, family, ect. It's my choice every morning to make the best of every day, no matter what I have to do that day.
We dance. And dance some more. With each new song my feet somehow remember. After a moment of of initial fear and doubt, I feel the King's presence again, I have no idea how, but I begin to lead the dance.
I can only look in your eyes for so long. I don't know what makes me so overwhelmed when I stare into those deep, woody brown eyes. I finally lock my eyes to yours. Forcing myself not to look away. Your natural, radiant beauty, the most beautiful maiden I've ever laid eyes on surrounds me. Your face is glowing in the dancing candlelight. The world is whooshing and swirling around us as we spin and move. My hand in yours.
I stare into your eyes. All the pain, all the longing, everything from the past, the pain of being away from you on the voyage, the pain I caused you by being late, the soreness from the journey, the fear of failure, my lack of confidence, everything-- everything is burned away-- seared away. Everything that is pure, good, and worthy, is all that remains. My Love!
"I love you!" I squeak.
"I love you." You laugh musically.
Yes. Everything in the world is worth this.
Ah! My Love!
We continue dancing never releasing each other's gaze. We dance even as the fire grows dim. I want this night to never end. But we are both growing tired. It never occurs to either of us how many hours have past by.
We dance over to the grand old hearth. The embers and fire crackle tiredly. I lead us to a couch, and we at last sit down together. Our hands still locked. All the other guests have been making their way out for a short time. The whinnying of horses and shouts of drivers can be made out across the dance hall.
I squeeze your hand. "I've missed you, Princess, I've missed you so much."
"I have send my thoughts and prayers out to you every day since you left. I love you so much, dearest."
"I love you."
There is much to say, so much to talk about now that we've reunited. But not right now. Now is the time for being silently together. You sigh tiredly and I squeeze your hand. You squeeze back lightly letting the weariness take over. You lay your head of my shoulder and close your eyes. I put my free around around your shoulder and pull you closer to me. I lean my head gently on yours.
I can see outside that the storm has passed in the early dawn. The last of the stars are exclaiming the Glory of the Lord. I hold my tongue just in time as a shooting star streaks across the sky. Your rhythmic breathing tells me you've passed into the land of sleep. This day has been perfect.
Oh my beautiful love.
I notice the King watching us. I understand His look. He is trusting the life, love, and happiness of His precious daughter to me. The well being and future of this precious sweet lamb in my arms is in my hands. The weight of this crushes me. And yet I know, He will give me strength. It is only with Him that we will succeed. That this magnificent tale will have a happy ending after all. He will guide us through everything.
And with that thought, I fall asleep joining your dreams.
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And there you have it. Hope you enjoyed a cheesy sappy romance story. (From a guys point of view.)
Even though I'm no longer with the guy who wrote this, he told me to share it on my blog whenever I had the courage to start writing. If your a hopeless romantic like me, it will inspire you for the future.
Write love letters, and letters just about your life in the moment. Develop pictures and put it all in a box for your future spouse. It will be a real treat for them down the road. And it allows your love juices to ooze some lol =D So have fun dreaming and be patient with God. He his timing is always perfect. Never too early, or too late.
And the link below will lead you to a list of bible verses about God's timing.
So I decided to share a letter that was written to me a few years ago by a former friend and boyfriend. I've been waiting for a good time to share it, and I think now will be good. Hope you enjoy Part 1!
***** Intro before the Love Letter
Happy Valentine's Day! Now I know everyone reading this post is in one of these two camps. Love or Hate Valentine's Day. The Video below is perfect! LOL =D
HATE - I'm single, Valentine's Day is the dumbest most fake holiday ever. I don't have someone to love, or buy an over-priced sappy card for. All the pink and red hearts makes me wanna puke! Ect.
LOVE - I Love Valentine's Day!! And of course I love my significant other! I've either already gotten them the perfect gift or I stress til the last minute looking for something that will show how much I love them only to go broke when its over. Ect.
So since we're being honest here, I'll pick a side.
I...... am in the group that Hate valentines day lol.
And that's why I'm sharing this "Romantic Dream" letter that was written to me. Even though I'm no longer with the guy who wrote it, it still lets me dream about what the future will bring when I'm ready for love again. And I hope it encourages all you single people (or people who are on reserve for the right one, in God's timing) that Love happens to the majority of us. We will blink and it will be upon us. So in the meantime, enjoy being single! Do all the things God is calling you to do and continue to discover yourself.
"Daughters (And Sons) of Jerusalem, I charge you: Do not arouse or awaken love until it so desires. "
~ Song of Songs 8.4.
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Close your eyes and dream this with me.
Camelot
I'm riding as fast as I can. It's already dark. Our ship got to the harbor later than expected today because of stormy seas. I'm still in my lieutenant uniform. This is already my second horse. My little sea-bag of belongings is bouncing up and down with me on the horse. It's cold and windy. The swirling clouds threaten to erupt in a tremulous storm. I spur the horse on, faster, faster, faster boy! Foam streams off the horse. He's wearing out. Oh no! Just a little further! She is waiting for me!
My love!
I cry out as the lighting exploded the whole sky in blinding light. my horse nearly falters, you flash before my eyes as i feel myself begin to crash to the ground--- but God catches the horse, and we are both spared. Heart racing. I'm still alive. I'm still going to see my dearest love. I'm going to see her tonight! An eternity goes by. Its raining now. I don't even hear the thunder anymore. I'm soaked to the bone. I see the light just in time! As my horse was growing incredibly weary. I wish dear horse you understood how grateful I am for you. Without you I would not have made it.
I almost leap from my horse. An attendant with a lantern takes the horse and leads him the to the stables.
"The ball! Is it still on?" I breathlessly wheeze. He nods and points across to the hill with the castle. Bright orange candle lights emanates from within the palace. Once inside the inn a servant leads me to room to clean myself. When I was clean to satisfaction, I find a carriage waiting on me. Not my carriage. Not my room in the inn. I'm just a poor serf who was enlisted into the Royal Navy. The King, in all His blessed Magnificence and Grace, has given me this room, carriage, servants, and more that I could ever need. And He has given me something---Someone--- else, the greatest and awe-inspiring gift of all. My love. His daughter, the Princess.
As I prepare myself for the carriage ride, the servants give me helpful tips, "Don't shout or run." "Bow and gently kiss her hand."
It was a short way to the castle. After all the rushing to get here, I finally had a moment to just breathe and take in the quiet. Just the clop-clopping of the horses and the rattling of the carriage wheels on the path. My heart is pounding like a war-drum. I've got to calm myself. I can't! I keep thinking of the future. Walking into the ballroom awkwardly, seeing all the people, seeing you...
I can't understand why she choose me. I don't even know how to be a gentleman. She probably thinks I've forgotten her. Curse the sea storms for making me late! She won't want to see me or have me in her presence. I'll be exposed for who I really am. A poor, confused, Navy serf who doesn't deserve to be with a lady of her class.
The carriage stops. The door swings open with light dancing into the carriage. I am temporarily blinded. I step out onto the covered protected path. Gathering what remains of my courage. She is in there, my love. I walk up the steps, through the enormous hardwood doors and into the ballroom of the palace.
People are everywhere. Colors swirling all around the dance floor like school of fish in the sea. (Which I've seen many times from the Ship when near coral reefs.) The musicians play the lasted music of the times. The large chandelier and roaring fireplace bring light and warmth to the massive dance hall. Busy servants move to and from keeping plenty of food and drink on the tables.
This is all I notice in a second, until i focus on the real reason for being there. I continuing searching the crowd not seeing the face I was longing for. I assumed the worst that she had retired and left the ball early since i hadn't shown up yet. Oh my dear love, will you ever forgive me? If only i could have ridden faster! never joined the Na---
My heart stops. I see you. I SEE YOU! My Love! I legs feel all wobbly and I look to see you haven't noticed me yet. What will I say when I approach you. What do I do? Oh yes, courtesy , no she'll do that. No, she won't do that to someone beneath her class. I kiss her hand??? What if she doesn't extend her hand to me??? Stay calm and don't run to her. I realize I was shouting when the group closest to me finally hustles away from me whispering. I've forgotten how to dance! And I'm starting to sweat now, and if i don't stop running my hands through my hair I'll mess it up again.
"She's waiting for you, my son." The King is beside me.
I gasp, "Your Majesty! Why?" I bow quickly.
"Do not ask why. Trust in Me. She is waiting." With that said He swiftly walks away from me, leaving me with a courage that in not my own. Time slows as I walk towards you. I see nothing else, only you, looking as radiant as the morning sun shining over a blooming field of wildflowers. I feel the King's presence give me strength., As I approach the Daughter of the King. I walk up and bow just a bit too quickly.
"Your Highness," I stammer a little too loudly. You turn with one quick pivot and swish of your dress. A smile dances across your face as your eyes meet mine. You raise your hand to me, "Lieutenant." I grip your hand tightly not wanting to let go. You don't seem to care. I kiss your outstretched hand with trembling lips. I don't let go of your hand.
"May I... have this dance? Your Highness?" I tack on the end.
Her unattempts to keep from laughing have me confused. "Of course you may, my gentleman."
My heart melts as you pull me to the dance floor.
My love!
Stay Tuned for part 2 of "A Romantic Dream" on Tuesday. Have a great weekend everyone! And Happy Valentine's Day! May you know how much you are loved!
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If you liked this post, check out last years Valentine's post (2013)
Today is my 20th birthday. And for Throwback Thursday I wanted to share a letter of advice that was given to me at my sweet 16.
Dearest KayLeigh,
Happy 16th Birthday. I know you think that this birthday is no big deal, but nothing could be further from the truth. These are the years when the decisions you make now effect the rest of your life. You are given a blank canvas to put the colors of happiness and joy that are bright and sparkly against the colors of stretching and hurt feeling that give a person depth of character.
(Not my image- above)
God has blessed you with an amazing family and great friends to help make your piece of art brilliant before God and man. Never take those relationships for granted. They are the relations that can and will save your life in those hard times. Keep those bridges strong and they will carry forever.
Don't be afraid to make mistakes and don't hesitate to confess them to God who is faithful to forgive them. Keep all that he has given you sacred and pure before him. It is easier to live against all you have been taught, but more rewarding in the long run.
Focus your life and thoughts towards the greatness that God has planned for you. You are the only one who can limit your growth. God's plan for your life is amazing, spend the rest of your life searching it out. Discover all the wonder He has in store for you. Be all you can be for Him and he will be all He can be for you.
Happy Birthday,
Uncle Matthew
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I've loved and lost the last few years. I've made mistakes and learned from them. My life has changed quite a bit since I was 16, but I wouldn't change a thing. I'm so excited for this new #20 (even if it does kinda freak me out a bit lol :) ) I'm looking forward to my next 20 years.I can't wait to see where my life takes me and all the people I'm gonna meet. Who knows! I could one day be an apprentice makeup artist for Robert Jones (my dream/wish lol)
To my family and close friends who mean everything to me. Thank you all so much for loving me. I know I don't tell you often enough how much I love y'all back :)
Dad, Thanks for buying me my favorite ice-cream when I was sick yesterday (Even though i didn't need it :) ) And for always listening to me talk.
Mom, Thanks for being there for me and for putting up with all my kraziness. Love you like a O.
Isaac, Thanks for being your funny self. Even when I don't always find you so funny. Being Gollum/Batman always puts a smile on my face. And thanks for introducing me to Olan Rogers (even thought I was resistant in the beginning lol)
