Love On The Way

We say we want love. We pray for it and dream about it. Yet when it finally wanders into our lives, we tense up. Or maybe that is just me.

To want love is one thing. Standing face to face with it is another.

Because real love brings questions I was not prepared for:

• Will I lose myself
• Can I handle this
• Am I capable of loving well
• Do I even know how to receive love

Love shifts from imagination to reality. From fantasy to something with flesh and depth and eyes that truly see you. All of you. The flaws. The inconsistencies. The need for control. And somehow they still choose you.

But it is not only the messy parts they see.

They notice the things you try to brush off. Your heart. Your mind. Your softness. The way you think and care. They see your beauty with a kind of clarity that makes you pause and say Ay Dios mio.

In the past, I found comfort in the chase. The more they pulled away, the more I pressed in. I confused pain with passion. And even though it hurt my esteem, I was hooked. Because chasing meant I was still in control.

Being pursued is where I panic. Because when feelings grow, control feels like sand slipping through my fingers.

Control has always felt safe to me. But I am learning that love is not a performance. It is not perfection or pretending to have it all together. Love is an opening. A receiving. A surrender to what God is quietly and divinely doing.

It does not mean it is not scary. It just means I do not have to run.

Because God, in His kindness, sometimes shows us His love through the heart of another human being.

So now the question is this:

Are you willing to let go of who you have been so you can receive who you are becoming through love

Love is already on the way.

All my love,
Des