I can’t say exactly when I fell in love with this man.
He was on stage the first time I saw him, portraying Mr. Elton in a production of Jane Austen’s Emma (my favorite), and I was an audience member. I laughed loud and long when he delivered the first line of the play while pretending to read from a book:
“It is a truth universally acknowledged that a single man in possession of a good fortune must be in want of a wife.
I heard my laugh hit the silence of the auditorium. Apparently, I was the only one who got the joke (as a character from Emma read the first line from Pride and Prejudice). And so I slumped into my chair wishing someone—anyone—shared my sense of humor.
I actually met him a week later after a college worship service. Someone in the crowd pointed to the guy up front strumming the guitar. “See that guy,” he said, “You just saw him on stage last week.”
Unbeknownst to me, this young guy who led worship and the drama ministry and acted in productions based on my favorite literature had just prayed a daring prayer two weeks before.
He told God he wasn’t looking for a relationship any more. He was content to be single until God hit him over the head with a 2 x 4 and told him “Thou shalt marry this girl.”
I met him two weeks later.
And a week after that, I was the new pianist on his praise team (and he’s still my worship leader even now).
I fell in love with the way he used his gifts and talents for God’s glory.
There was his calmness, too. I loved my dad, but life with him wasn’t calm; it was loud much of the time and sometimes downright volatile. This man, though, measured his words with wisdom and careful thoughtfulness.
And the first time he dropped the word “obsequious” into a sentence effortlessly, I think I experienced whiplash. (I’m a sucker for SAT words).
Add to that his quick and witty humor that kept me giggling endlessly in the corner of the praise team section, and I realized that he was smarter than me and that was okay.
We’ve never been an opposites-attract kind of couple. We’re probably two of the most alike people who God matched together.
Except for the fact that he only cares about doing what’s right and not whether it pleases anyone else while I’m a people-pleaser.
And the fact that he can rest and take time (perhaps . . . dare I say it . . .procrastinate) and I’m neurotically pushed to do and do and do relentlessly, first, fastest, and rest when you die.
I can’t say when it happened, but at some point I fell in love.
I can’t speak for him and say exactly why he fell in love with me.
Nor can I say exactly why God loves any of us either, surely not my awkward, nervous, uptight, worrying self.
Amazingly, though, this isn’t a “fall in love” kind of love at all. God doesn’t grow to love any of us over time or awaken one morning and realize how much He cares.
He loves us.
It really is the beginning and the end of our story.
Like the first time I saw my daughters, I loved them in an instant. I didn’t slowly grow to appreciate their character or develop feelings for them over time.
In Jeremiah, God declares:
“before I formed you in the womb I knew you” and David similarly prayed, “you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb” (Jeremiah 1:5, Psalm 139:13).
God loved you before you squinted your eyes at the first burst of light, screamed out and got cleaned off, bundled up and handed to your mom.
He loves you when you feel loved and when you feel overlooked, when you received a blessing and when you endured a trial. This love of his doesn’t wax or wane, change or alter or depend on us and what we do or say or feel or think.
We’ve never been good enough, pure enough, beautiful enough, or wise enough to earn it.
But even though we’re unworthy, even when we’ve strayed, even when we’ve felt that seemingly incurable distance from Him or poured out in painful honesty what’s troubling us…
Still He loves.
He says, “I have loved you with an everlasting love; I have drawn you with unfailing kindness” (Jeremiah 31:3).
And what can we do with this everlasting and unfailing love, so amazing and confusing because it’s far more than we deserve?
“We love because he first loved us” (1 John 4:19).
Originally published September 24, 2012
Heather King is a wife, mom, Bible Study teacher, writer and worship leader. Most importantly, she is a Christ follower with a desire to help others apply the Bible to everyday life with all its mess, noise, and busyness. Her upcoming book, Ask Me Anything, Lord: Opening Our Hearts to God’s Questions, will be released in the Fall of 2013! To read more devotionals by Heather King, click here.
Copyright © 2012 Heather King
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1 John 4:19 is our first TeamKID memory verse!
I don’t remember when I fell in love with you, but I remember exactly when I understood that I already was. You had been sideswipped by a slow moving drunk driver in your neighborhood. I was first struck by an overwhelming urge to administer some Old Testament justice. Then, I knew that I was feeling something else. You were the first woman I ever felt truly comfortable just being around and being friends with, and I was deeply fearful of losing you.
I saw in you so much of what I lacked: discipline, direction, selflessness, a passing GPA….
I knew God was going to do something incredible with you and through you someday. I wanted to be there to see it when it happened, but I was afraid that I might end up holding you back from getting there. I am amazed that I get to be here with you as you experience God’s blessings.