Preparing for a Future Valentine

I was told by a coworker recently that I was one of "those" people. The type, she said, who went to church each Sunday, and volunteered at small businesses, and taught themselves to play piano. She even told her friend that I almost seemed Amish, and he mistaking her asked me if I was really half-Amish. At the time I found this rather humorous. The way the world views "my type" can be quite ironic. They think that because I don't cuss, and I don't join in making fun of people, and I can sing along to every song that plays on the Pandora Christian music stations, I am a pious person. A person who could really do no wrong. A goody-two-shoes of sorts. But I am not. See, what these people don't know is that I tell God pretty much every day that He isn't good enough. And if that isn't the opposite of pious, I don't know what is. What the world doesn't know is that since I was a young girl I had dreams like many other girls. But I let th

So for the first time this last February, I was not single on Valentine's Day. I had a special someone. He was, admittedly, two entire states away. But I had someone to actually take part in the day with. On Valentine's day I was falling in love. And it was quite delightful. Love had come knocking on my door, to use a corny colloquialism. Though I am no longer in a relationship, I did have a very special opportunity. I learned what it was like to be in love. How that changed a person, and how it changed how I spoke, thought, and acted. People would always chuckle at me, and say that I seemed to live and breath the man I was in love with. At the time that made me grin; yet today it is causing me to reflect. Both before, during, and after the relationship, there was a song that I loved to listen to by my favorite musician, Jason Gray . The title of the song was More Like Falling in Love. Jason speaks in the song of the desire to have a relationship with God that is more li