He's been here all along; I just only started to see Him in that way a year-or-so ago. Don't you just hate it when that happens? So much wasted time. So many unnecessary heartbreaks.
He's been in my life for as long as I can remember, loving me, caring for my best interest, protecting me. He's absolutely perfect! He loves me just as I am. He always thinks of me before Himself. He's not afraid to be honest with me, but always does so in a loving way.
He's everything that I could ever want, and more than I could ever imagine that I might want. No one else can ever take His place in my heart.
He is the love of my life.
Someday, I may meet a man that I can fall in love with. And I may get married. And that will be a great love. But, that man will have to recognize that he is not the love of my life. In fact, if that man does not have the same Love in his life, then our relationship will never work out. It's funny how it works that way, but it is how it works.
Jesus is the Love of my life. He is perfect. And He loves me more than life, itself. He's already proven that. And no one can, or should, ever take His place in my heart.
