I know it's often tacky to talk about a significant other in detail, but let me tell you about Tim for a moment.
Just one second.
Tim is my best friend. But really.
He listens to me better than I've ever been listened to. I mention a movie, he looks it up. I recommend a song, he listens to it, along with the rest of the album. I recommend a place to eat, he is jazzed to go.
This isn't because he wants to "please" me, and it isn't because he doesn't "have a mind of his own" (because he most certainly does, and it's wonderful), but he does things like this because he sincerely and genuinely is interested in learning about me.
Tim is incredibly selfless. But really.
He will offer to help me move back to school an hour away and drive me places that are completely out of the way, if I need him to. Because he really wants to serve me. He will let me spill my heart and soul and complain and cry and rehash hurtful things in my past, without judgement or resentment.
And this isn't because he wants to "get in good with me," or because he is "spineless," but he is selfless and does things like this because he wants to serve me with love.
Tim loves me so completely. Really.
He loves to listen to my heartbeat. Every day we are together, he cups my face in his rough hands, looks into my eyes, and tells me how beautiful he thinks I am and how he will support me through anything. He tells me how he believes in my dreams, and he tells me how he knows I will accomplish incredible things in my life. He kisses my forehead and pulls me into an embrace and tells me how proud he is to be with me and how wonderful I am.
He has never insulted me, never made me feel like anything less than absolutely worth everything.
And this isn't because he is "desperate," or because he is "settling for me," or because "complimenting me will make me happy," but he says things and does things like this because he believes I am a wonderful person and he is excited to live life with me.
To be loved out of friendship, selflessness, wholeness, and service is to be loved by Jesus.
I never knew I could be loved like this. Everything in my life leading up to Tim, all the hurt and disappointment and guilt and shame, has been worth it.
I love him more than words can describe.
It is my prayer that you, reader, will know a love something like this someday. Not necessarily from a relationship, but just a love devoid of judgement, fear, distrust, resentment, and selfishness. A love full of grace, light, truth, and hope. A love that lifts you up, comforts you, affirms you, and fills you up.
It is worth waiting for. Trust me.