The other day I saw something that no movie or book could match. It was a rainy evening and I was walking into my apartment after a long day of work. The rain had picked up from a drizzle to a down pour. While dodging the growing puddles, I noticed a couple walking through the rain holding hands. I figured it was a couple of fun loving high school students who call crushes “love.” As they got closer I noticed one was having trouble walking, she was leaning on him. As they passed I could see the wrinkles on their faces, and raindrops running down their thick rimmed glasses. This wasn’t a high school couple, this was a couple in their upper 70’s. A cold rainy night had brought a beautiful picture of love, one I won’t soon forget.
Most guys aren’t into chick flicks, and I’m no acceptation to that statistic. Hollywood has devalued love to cheap sex; no depth and no connection. The first man, Adam, longed for a soul mate. I don’t know how long he waited for one...it could’ve been years. I can only imagine how he looked at her for the first time. Not as an object, but as a true friend that he could connect to on a human level. I believe that’s how God intended love to operate. I hope to be the one walking in the cold rain with my wife in 50 years. Forget the cheap sex and shallow love that leads to our nations divorce statistics, my aim is to be that old couple leaning on each other in the cold rain.
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