My Perfect Match

Love. Oh how beautiful. It flutters the heart. It fills the soul with life. It makes us believe crazy things we wouldn’t normally. Love is the reason many of us carry on. We get through our bad days knowing there is a reason. There is a face, a smile, a hug to tell us it was all worth it. On our good days, love is just part of us – maybe to the point we don’t even realize it is there.

As a little girl, I dreamed about my perfect match a lot. I imagined he would be the strong silent type. He’d be gorgeous with long wavy hair and a crooked smile. He would love me so much that he would be willing to do anything for me. He would constantly protect me, always want me close to him – even if he couldn’t touch me – he’d want to make sure I was within view just so he could keep his eye on me. If trouble came close, he’d proudly stand directly in front of me and gladly take the brunt of whatever was coming. He’d be firm and direct but kind in everything he did. I’d feel totally protected and secure.

In our quiet times alone, he’d be sweet and caring. He’d brush my hair with his hand and tell me how much he loved me. He’d have the perfect words and I’d never have to ask him to vacuum the floor. He’d just know. He’d listen to me and know me inside and out. He would make me feel so loved that I would never feel alone. His love for me would shine so brightly that it would actually exude from me in my daily life. I’d be happy, kind and satisfied in everything I did. Ahhhh… yes… my perfect match.

Today, I rejoice in the fact that I have found my perfect match. I only just found him a few years ago but our relationship grows stronger nearly every day. He is a lot like I imagined so many years ago. He is strong and silent. He protects me and wants me close all the time. He takes the brunt of my troubles, he is firm and kind. When I am with him I feel secure. He is sweet and caring, he listens to me and knows me better than anyone in the world. His love provides me with happiness, satisfaction and kindness. He loves me in a way I never thought anyone could… he proved to me he was willing to do anything for me… anything.

My perfect match died for me… he gave his final breath to save me from myself. He gladly took my curse. My perfect match is Jesus.

Jesus, you flutter my heart, fill my soul with life… make me believe some crazy things! On my bad days, you are the reason I carry on. Forgive me for not remembering you like I should on my best days but please know you are such a big part of me that I wouldn’t have any good days without you. I love you, Jesus. Thank you for loving me back. I cry tears of sorrow mixed with joy today as I remember the day you gave it all for me. I can’t wait to be with you forever and ever…