Him and Her

I wrote this about 4 months ago for two of my dear friends...

She’s a strong woman.  A woman who knows what she wants.

She’s intelligent in every way, able to write thought-provoking papers and get out of sticky situations.  She has a heart of gold, one of the purest I've ever known, constantly thinking about what’s best for others and what will make them comfortable and at ease.  Her fierce desire to please the Lord is what presses her onward, through the hard times and above her persecutors.  She is a lover of all things in their purest form: food, nature, and people.  She loves deeply and doles out mounds of compassion to those in need.  Her voice is full, yet gentle, combining with the air waves around and in her to form a lyrical noise as melodious as a chorus of songbirds.  She laughs without hesitation at the smallest of humorous thoughts.  She leans not of her own understanding, but on the plans of the Lord to guide and persuade her onward. 

She is a woman worthy of being loved by only the purest of hearts and worthy of being appreciated for every little quirk.  She is beautiful. She is real. She is imperfectly perfect, and she deserves someone who loves that about her.

He is a man of gentle strength.  A man who knows who he is in Christ.

He is thoughtful and romantic, capable of sweeping any, and every girl off his feet, yet he chose her.  His blind naivety places him in a category only a few have been able to innocently achieve.  He loves being in awe and continuously tries to find the beauty in everything around him.  He has a passion that sometimes cannot be controlled but is bound up so fully within him that it often doesn't matter if it is controlled or not.  He is a lover of all things rare and God-breathed.  He pours himself into people and leaves himself for last, attracting everyone to him.

He is a man capable of loving her to the fullest. Of giving her everything she could ever need.  He is desirable to many, loved by most, but adored by one. He must become like a velvet covered brick.  Soft and gentle on the outside, yet strong and stable on the inside.  He can love her, and she him, in the perfect unity of our God.