When I first met my husband, we were in high school, and the lust was STRONG (teenage hormones, am I right?). We were together for five years before all the ways we had compromised with lust ended up destroying our relationship. However, we were able to remain best friends in spite of the disastrous breakup. I always said I would never date him again because he didn't make my heart race, he wasn't my type, blah blah blah. I kept praying for my soulmate to appear and really knock me off my feet. But after God showed me that love was a choice, I realized that my ex and I had been choosing each other every day for the last eleven years. And when I decided to stop looking for lust, I saw that the one person life would be too boring to live without was the one I said I'd never date again. We were married within a year.
All that to say, I agree with your perspective here. Lust can be an important part of love, but at the end of the day, choose the person who sticks with you through thick and thin, who builds you up, who prays for and encourages you, who brings you closer to God. Even if he doesn't look like Fabio.
Hm, thank you for writing this! I’ve been pondering about an essay with a similar topic. I guess it will be partly my answer to your essay!☺️ No, no, nothing negative or ‘angry’ from my part, but maybe a slightly different approach…🩶
I’d love to read your response Kathrine! And don’t worry so much about being negative. As long as you’re honest, no matter the opinion, I want to know. It’s okay for us to have differences. Like I’ve said before, that’s part of what I love about the human species.
When I first met my husband, we were in high school, and the lust was STRONG (teenage hormones, am I right?). We were together for five years before all the ways we had compromised with lust ended up destroying our relationship. However, we were able to remain best friends in spite of the disastrous breakup. I always said I would never date him again because he didn't make my heart race, he wasn't my type, blah blah blah. I kept praying for my soulmate to appear and really knock me off my feet. But after God showed me that love was a choice, I realized that my ex and I had been choosing each other every day for the last eleven years. And when I decided to stop looking for lust, I saw that the one person life would be too boring to live without was the one I said I'd never date again. We were married within a year.
All that to say, I agree with your perspective here. Lust can be an important part of love, but at the end of the day, choose the person who sticks with you through thick and thin, who builds you up, who prays for and encourages you, who brings you closer to God. Even if he doesn't look like Fabio.
“Even if he doesn't look like Fabio.”
Love this so much, Carla 🤣
And yes, absolutely! Thanks for reading and sharing your story!
Hm, thank you for writing this! I’ve been pondering about an essay with a similar topic. I guess it will be partly my answer to your essay!☺️ No, no, nothing negative or ‘angry’ from my part, but maybe a slightly different approach…🩶
I’d love to read your response Kathrine! And don’t worry so much about being negative. As long as you’re honest, no matter the opinion, I want to know. It’s okay for us to have differences. Like I’ve said before, that’s part of what I love about the human species.