December 27, 2003

• [i wish i did not have to clarify this: this post is not for one person]

  
  

  I went out to dinner with a dear friend of mine named Becky.  I've known her since I was 7.  She was talking about her exboyfriend and the end of their relationship and said something I thought to be profound:

  
  

  "I don't want to be comfortable, I want to be happy."

  
  

  How often do we get those two things confused?  And spend our lives desperately seeking something that has changed so much that it is not even a shadow of the memory we hold so dear...or never was... we kill ourselves, and our "beloved," chasing the wind any and every way possible.  Bad form for dishonesty.  Bad form for manipulation.  Bad form for selfishness.  That is not love.  That is not Christianity.

  
  

  I do not want to be your secret.

  
  

  THE LORD owns my heart... do not try to steal it from Him.

  
  

  (if the only reasons were mine, would they not be good enough?)

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