Feelings

There are times when I have to stop and praise God for the gentleman that He brought into my life. I told a friend once “That if he wasn’t the one for me than the other guy must be superman.” The more time I spent with him the more I realized just how very blessed I am. With a little over two months to go. The count down had already begun.

One warm summer evening we went to hear a quartet sing and then headed back to his house. The front porch was calling our names. We settled into the wicker loveseat and held hands as we talked for awhile. A fleeting thought crossed my mind. Here we were enjoying each other, holding hands, sitting close, talking. We were doing nothing wrong, yet I wondered. Are we glorifying God or are we indulging in our own desires? Should we be finding enjoyment of being psychically close at this point in our relationship? The feeling is hard to pinpoint as right or wrong, and I knew that it would only grow stronger as time passed. It would grow harder and harder to leave each other.