Lost in Translation: A Lovers’ Quarrel

Wouldn’t it be nice if people came with warning labels? Like cigarettes and cleaning products. Sure they have a purpose; but when used incorrectly or too frequently, can be hazardous. I need to stop playing and start this new business for the good of suckers hopeless romantics everywhere cause love will make you do some crazy things.

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Another one bites the dust. It was all good just a week ago. Not really, but enough with the lyrics. Who I thought was my next is now my ex. Hindsight 20/20 I knew this was coming, but we made the mistake so many of us fall prey to: we believed in what could be instead of seeing things for what they really were. If you ask couples who have stood the tests of time what are some of the key ingredients to lasting love, you’ll hear some of the same answers: put God first, communicate well, and learn to trust one another. (That’s not all of them, just some that I repeatedly hear.) Our relationship lacked all of those, so it’s no surprise we didn’t make it. I’m not angry, sad, bitter, or anywhere in between. The truth of the matter is we didn’t speak the same language.

I loved you. You loved me too. But love didn’t mean the same thing for the both of us. For you, love meant doing anything to make your significant other happy. Anyone who didn’t do the same was putting conditions on their love. I don’t speak “Anything Goes”. That kind of love is dangerous territory. For God so loved the world that he gave (John 3:16). But for what purpose did He give? It wasn’t so you could be happy. No, the purpose of his giving was much greater than that. To base what you do for a person solely on the fickle emotions he or she may have at the moment is precarious.

I talked to you. You talked to me too. But nothing ever sounded the same. For you, honesty meant keeping it real and never holding your tongue. It made you feel comfortable to speak freely and frank. Anyone who couldn’t handle the truth needed to grow a pair. I don’t speak “Rant and Rave”. Evil communication corrupts good manners (1 Corinthians 15:33).  Our words have more power than we give them credit for. If God can speak things into existence, is it so far-fetched to think that what we say can either develop or degrade someone? A vast vocabulary is useless when it causes strife.

I wanted a lot. You wanted a lot too. But your ambition had no boundaries. It was all or nothing. Black or white. Always at one end of the spectrum but never a happy medium. I don’t speak “0 to 100 Real Quick”. I have learned to be content regardless of the circumstance (Philippians 4:11). It’s easier to find balance within your life when you work on the things you can control and let go of the things you can’t. I’m carefree but not careless. I felt and still feel that I will have my happily ever after. Whether it was with you or someone else wasn’t something I worried about. Sorry if that made me seem unattached.

You had warning labels. I guess I did too. Maybe we didn’t read the fine print.

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