Love

I once heard someone say, “My hip goes out more than I do.” While that may be a humorous way to approach relationships, for some it feels all too true. It seems that Prince Charming has gotten lost along the way. One lady joked, “So many frogs, but still no prince,” referencing the familiar fairy tale. Even in our modern, tech savvy era, love seems to elude many.

With countless dating sites available, it would seem easy to find the elusive love of our life. It should be just a click away. Sadly, for many, what once looked promising eventually loses its luster.

As a fan of the older generation, I have always enjoyed hearing the stories they pass down. What surprises me most is that they were not necessarily looking for love. It often seemed that love found them. Take my own parents, for example. To their surprise, both of their mothers had visited one another’s homes when they were children. This fact was only revealed years later through a chance conversation.

In our modern television era, the script often plays out the same way. A successful man or woman returns to their childhood home to settle an estate, only to find a struggling love interest who needs rescuing. We all know how the story ends. They live happily ever after, and the credits roll up the screen. It seems so easy when Hollywood gets involved, but the truth is that real, genuine love is worth the wait.

I find it interesting what the Bible says about the first couple, Adam and Eve. Genesis chapter two, verse eighteen, records a first in Scripture. God said, “It is not good that man should be alone. I will make him a helper suitable for him.”

It is important to note that God had already made heaven and earth and declared it “very good.” In the original Hebrew, tov me’od means that God had everything just the way He wanted it. God said this at the end of the sixth day of creation, just before the Sabbath rest. At the completion of the other days, He said it was good. At the end of the sixth, He said it was very good. That, too, is another first in the Bible.

As I look back at my nineteen year old self, I remember how that phrase “not good” jumped out at me. I almost read it back to God, as if He had forgotten about me.
In summary, God’s time is not our time. His ways are far above ours, and He knows the end as well as the beginning.

Blessings to you all.