It is a rare soul indeed who has been sought after for who she is– not because of what she can do, or what others can gain from her, but simply for herself… so what are we to conclude? Often we conclude that there is nothing in our hearts worth knowing. Whoever and whatever this mystery called I must be, it cannot be much.
– John Eldredge and Brent Curtis
To realize the deepest yearning of my heart,
To be loved for who I am,
Is found in the blessings of friendship.
I found it in her listening to the meanderings of a poetic mind,
In her affirmation of our friendship,
Based not on looks or accomplishments,
But on growing closer to God.
In the random emails of cat pictures,
After a very long day at work.
In the discussion of dolls and mudhens,
Haircuts and faith.
Though I count myself amongst the many,
For whom this desire takes up residence in my heart,
I count myself among the blessed few
Who have realized it.