Dear ______,
Sooner rather than later you'll find that love is one of the most important things in this world. We love people, we love places, actions, food (definitely), stuff...
but love is also this beautiful thing from Heaven.
And there's a difference.
The world's version of love isn't exactly real. (Because it's apart from God.)
It definitely feels real, that's for sure.
The butterflies? Real.
The acceptance? Real.
The security? Real.
And you know what? I'm not saying that any of this is bad either.
I have this undying love for the ocean and the night sky (together or separate). It makes my breath catch just thinking about the salty, wild freedom the ocean possesses, while at the same time it provides a sort of serene therapy. And the never-ending vastness of the bajillion starts you can see from one little spot on earth will never cease to amaze me. It's practically impossible to pull away from either of these things.
I also have this weird fascination and love for people I don't know. There is something exciting about the mystery behind an unknown soul.
I l o v e adventure.
I love each and every one of my friends, and my love for my family should go without saying. There is an endless list to the things that I love in this world, none of them 'bad'.
But they become very dangerous if they start to take the place of or don't include God.
If you've grown up in a Christian home, that may not be news to you.
The trick is, don't let it become history.
The key is to love God first, and love like God second.
Then, when your 'friends' desert you, you won't feel the hurt the same way. I'm not saying it won't hurt, I'm saying it won't be as...lonely.
And, whatever lack of understanding (if any ;P) between you and your parents won't be as...(if anything like mine) gory. hah.
And we can't forget that heartbreaking like-and-maybe-even-love you have for the precious soul inside that precious boy won't be as...well, heart wrenching. And hopeless.
You see, the point I'm trying to make is this:
That in God, everything is just that much better. Even the pain. And as I write this, I'm praying that you don't have to learn that the hard way-like I did.
Don't forget, none of this may be news to you, just don't let it become history.
Love God first, love like God second.
I love you.
{Amber}