Yes, and I must, I will esteem
All things but loss for Jesus’ sake
Oh my soul be found in Him
And of His righteousness partake
I don’t cry a lot over other people’s relationships. In fact, I think I’ve only cried over two relationships besides my own (with the exception of weddings, of course–those don’t count). But on my way home tonight, I was definitely tearing up.
It’s a humbling thing to observe love between a man and a woman. I like to think it doesn’t really exist, though I know that’s not true. (I think the root of that is more in believing lies about myself than anything–but that’s an entirely different blog entry. Every once in a while, things aren’t about me.) It does me good to see that real men do exist, and though they sometimes make mistakes, there are men who are pursuing godliness.
I can’t tell you how much respect I have for that.