I never thought it would happen. ‘Love story? To me? I would’ve probably laughed at you 6 months ago if you had said that to me. I was pretty sure I was going to be single, at least for a while. I was thinking, maybe 30 years old and married by then, but I had no idea it would come about how it did.
Love stories are things I spent time reading when I was younger. I immersed myself in ‘Love Comes Softly’ over and over and over, and I remember thinking, ‘This is so sweet. I want that some day.’
But then I grew older. And I grew disillusioned that actual love stories were a real thing. Instead I found myself reading them with increasing skepticism, but I also indulged too much in the ‘fantasty’ of romance without wanting the actual sacrifice, the commitment, the ‘taking up your cross’ and following Jesus that real love requires.