The exciting “Ugly Christmas Sweater” party…
The romantic bonfire on the beach…
The weekend retreat and guided tour…
The fun and games and laughter and memories…
The Facebook photos and genuine smiles…
Hearing the stories and knowing the people…
Sometimes my flesh is envious…
Wanting to participate but not for the long-haul…
All so familiar with the lifetime commitment and the dying to self…
Making a public covenant with the God above…
A promise that Christ would be the head of this union…
And then, knowing the people and hearing their struggles…
My flesh is not at all envious…
Fully aware of all that’s required…I’d much rather be an intercessor and pray for them…
I choose this life and embrace all the “spare of the moment” choices…
My flesh quickly gets over the “longing” and reality sets in…
I had that and it just didn’t work for me. I was totally meant to be His and His only ❤️
