Playdates with God: When Old Love is New

I curled my hair and put on that red blouse. They weren’t real pearls, but their lustrous sheen in the light of my kitchen glowed translucent against their ivory frame. It was more than the situation called for, more than expected. And to a girl who’s always felt…less than, this was a new skin.
This can be our Valentine’s dinner, I whispered in his ear.
It was a crowded affair with hardly room to pirouette. I didn’t try. Frocked tables and men in hats bumped together in narrow passageways. At dinner, we sat with dear friends and made new ones. The clink of glass and murmur of steady conversation were the music of the evening. I leaned into his song—listened, rapt, to the voice I know so well become new again.
And when his fingers found mine under that white tablecloth I felt beautiful. I felt loved.
How do you embrace the God-joy? Every Monday I’ll be sharing one of my Playdates with God. I would love to hear about yours. It can be anything: outside, quiet time. Maybe it’s solitary. Maybe it’s loud and crowded. Just find Him. Be with Him. Grab my button at the bottom of the page and join us:
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Comments

  1. says

    This is sweet. Good, fun, and tender kind of sweet. The kind of sweet you hope for somewhere deep in the heart. Glad your “Valentine’s Dinner” time spoke truth. . . you are more than, more than, more than.

  2. says

    “And to a girl who’s always felt…less than, this was a new skin.”

    Yes, Amy has it right. More than. When our childhoods are broken we go into adulthood feeling less than, but all things are new in Him. We are His favorite! Praise God!

  3. says

    So glad I got to see those beautiful curls draped over the red with your sweetheart. You are beautiful, inside and out Laura. What a privilege to know you. Can’t wait to enjoy a dinner with my man in a few days.

  4. says

    Love this intersection. The movement in the room and the steadiness over the table and then the soft touch underneath it. Love shows up and arrives from so many directions.

    From years of directions, in fact. Not even a hand or a special day can contain it.

  5. says

    What a bright and valentiny photo!

    Sweet Laura, you never need to be afraid that you’re not valued and cherished. (But being human, sometimes our feelings — fears – about ourselves are understandable.) May you have a very blessed day — and res secure in HIS love, and in the love evidenced within your family.

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