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Relationships are complicated. Better yet complicated relationships are complicated.

This is dedicated to the second most important decision one can make in their life. Just some thoughts, nothing more. You don’t have to read into it, just read it. 

(Words will now begin assaulting your conscious.) 

Adam was the only man in history to have his wife created for him; the rest of us have the frustrating challenge of choosing a wife out every single living female on the planet. To make this even more difficult we often don’t know what we’re looking for. Somehow amid all the complexity we find the answer to be much simpler.

We want to be known.

At the core of every human heart we find a desire to be, or attempt to be, as fully known as one is by God. Its a process designed to take a lifetime.  

Boy meets girl. Girl meets boy. They go out and then proceed to tell each other every random detail about themselves. Ultimately as the relationship intensifies so do the heaviness of the shared secrets. And when couples break-up or divorce what do you find?

“Why did you guys break-up?” 

“I don’t know…”

Isn’t it true that at then end of the day, when the emotions have faded and bodies have aged that having our soul’s pursued is enough? Isn’t pursuing someone in itself desiring to know them? Its possible to look into a mirror a thousand times and never see yourself but one glance into another soul can tell us the most about our self; the image we were created in. 

My observation has been this: What is beautiful on the outside, but not the inside can over a period of time appear ugly to me, while what is grotesque on the outside, but beautiful on the inside can just as well appear beautiful to me and there are those rare occasions when what appears beautiful on the outside is just as beautiful as what is in the inside and an unspeakable beauty results.

It makes sense doesn’t it? Shouldn’t we search for somebody who is best suited to navigate the passageways of our hearts? Equipped to plunge into our depths? And take delight in the treasures they find there? 

Hmm…

-Long Jack Lobo 

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The Most Beautiful Thing One Can Wear is a Smile

“I have a right to be ugly.”

August, 25, 1989, a beautiful baby was born. Unfortunately the baby became more and more hideous as it grew. When every passing year puberty left another wicked curse on him. One year an ugly mole, the next a random growth spurt. Each ebb and flow of time left him looking more and more like a freak and less and less like a model. Wasn’t puberty supposed to craft him into a fine young gentleman worthy of the cravings of young women? 

Fredrick Watson sighed as he smiled in the mirror. His sigh soon became a depression when he thought about what he was missing out on. He never was able to gain a girl’s attention, play sports with any dexterity that would allow him to enjoy it in the least or make a group of people laugh at his funny stories. For him, he thought, God had left out all of the good qualities and stitched him up from the assortment of random parts laying around in his workshop. 

Sadly Fredrick Watson is a real person. He resembles many of us as we look in the mirror each day. We feel that God has placed us with misfortunes rather than blessings.

There was one thing, however, that made Fredrick Watson different. As quickly as his depression was hovering it had fled at the sight of his smile. Yes each row of crooked yellow teeth proceeded to banish the darkness around him and lite up the dimly light bathroom mirror. With the curve in his chapped lips he continued to drive the cloud out of him; forcing self-respect into his heart. 

“If the world in its fancy styles and colors can feel a sense of justification when they look in the mirror and see their beautiful faces then I can feel just as well looking in the mirror and seeing my face.” 

Fredrick Watson paused to gather his thoughts. 

“God makes no mistakes. He created each one of us in his image. His purpose is just. He told the blind man that God did this so his glory could be shown.” 

You see Fredrick knew that God didn’t have to fix his circumstances to heal him from the ever foreboding and ominous darkness that haunted his dreams and desires. He had to fix his heart. 

Fredrick Watson withdrew from the momentary battle, dressed himself and went to work. 

“I have a right to be ugly.” 

-Long Jack Lobo

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