i used to think that i (and sorry ladies, i made my broad generalization of the year by grouping all of you with me in this one) was starved for romance. ya know, you meet a guy, he throws you a line that you haven't heard before and you just eat it up like a starving child in thailand. and then what you thought was a spark of something a week later turns out being a spark of nothing when he forgets your name or (even worse) calls you another name. starved for romance. why else do i cry every single time that harry kisses sally, or when allie and noah dance in the street . . . or at the hallmark commercials? i think it's more than pms . . .

so i was thinking about romance . . . and here's my conclusion. i think even if prince william or brad pitt would take me out to dinner, buy me roses and chocolate and walk me to my door and kiss my hand and walk away a gentleman . . . . or if jude law took me to the beach and we walked and laughed and watched the stars . . . . in any case, i still think that it wouldn't be enough. i know i know, sounds high maintenance.

i think my romance starvation is a starvation for the Lord. He's the Author of romance. i was longing for my knight to come and rescue me, for someone who would make me laugh, someone that i could love with my whole heart, someone who loved Jesus more than he loved me . . . and i think that once i placed all of my trust in Him and continued to seek after Him and fill my heart not with meaningless promises from men but with His mercy and grace, only then did He send me just what i was looking for. and more!

(ps - i know this is all cheesy, but i'm still in honeymoon phase with ariel! what do you want? we were apart for three months over the summer! and we are together again!)

pray for my mom, she's going to northwestern tomorrow for more testing - she's lost over 25 lbs and we need an answer!