It’s the moment when you see him for the first time in ages. You have counted down the days and it’s finally here. You’re in awe of his physical presence. But, still unsure if what you’re experiencing is a mystified dream like those of which you’ve been having each night until now, or reality set on fire inside your heart.
My boyfriend lives 14 hours away.
There.
I said it.
It’s crazy, I know.
But it’s worth it.
I myself didn’t think I could do it. One of my love languages is physical touch, so not being able to hug, hold hands or poke my guy in the ribs was something I was worried about. I like to say I’m a needy lil ninja, which pretty much translates to “A hug a day keeps the doubts away”. Friends encouraged me that “Distance makes the heart grow fonder” but in all honesty, it hasn’t.
It’s true though. Distance has not increased my love and affection for him… but it has increased my trust in Christ. Doubts have trickled in and out of my head. The “what if’s” and unknowns have forced me to literally whisper “I trust you, Jesus” hundreds of times throughout my day. Which…. I’ve come to discover is something Christ wants despite distance or circumstances. It mystifies me how in no way, shape or form can I force this to work. It’s all Jesus. When I step back and look at all of what he’s done thus far, I’m amazed. The littlest things have had the biggest impact, like a ripple effect on the waters of my heart.
It’s a crazy, beautiful, wonderful thing.
And the best part? It’s being with him after 42 days and realizing just how worth it trusting Christ can be.
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