Love is a beautiful emotion that can be felt so much deeper especially when shared between two people. That feeling when you can be in the same space as someone without saying anything but feeling the same way, someone that makes you laugh so hard and the pain in your belly feels good and welcome, someone who makes you happy but when you’re wrong is not afraid to set you right, someone who has your back no matter what in complicated situations, someone that has the ability to calm you down when no one else could. That’s love, or at least I think it is.
Then there are things that can destroy love; things inside and outside of the sacred bond shared between two people in love, things that should be mundane and innate; things that are so obsolete that they are in our time, in our century, archaic and cruel. These are the things that stand in the way of two people, an earthquake that crumbles the foundation and leaves a gaping hole in trust, leaving love questionable.
When I met this guy earlier this year, it was an instant connection – this I confess. It was what you would call too-good-to-be-true; we were, in all sense of the word, inseparable. We experienced the world together. He was an introvert, and I was more of an extrovert, so we balanced each other out. I didn’t like to cook, and of course some guys have a problem with this, but he didn’t. On the contrary he loved to cook – it was his passion. It even got to the point where I wanted so bad to cook for him, and when I did, he loved my meals – I hope he did.
And then, the most unexpected stereotype blindsided me…
Honestly, when is it alright for a third party to decide who you love? Who is it that has a say in who you choose to be with? To what extent – if they do have it – is that “say”? What if your father or mother – or both -, siblings, friends, boss, pastor, deacon, or even your make-up artist, didn’t like someone you were dating, and asked, or demanded that you called off your relationship? What would you do?
This guy and I are both Christians, but from different denominations. We come from the same country, but were brought up with different traditions. Yet, I was being judged not for who I am, and what my ambitions are, but for where I come from. This is the world we live in.
We are all Christians, but yet as Christians we discriminate against each other, failing to practice what we preach. We condemn the wrong in the world and are still the first to do those wrongs to our fellow brethren. We forget that in the beginning, there was one Church, and a denomination follows the same God, the same Christ who died for you and I. So, why the hate?
Why is it so hard to support the happiness and love between two people? Why do we destroy love, because of misguided traditions? Misguided beliefs?
That’s what happened to my relationship, that’s what happened to me.
Has Christ been divided into factions? Was I, Paul, crucified for you? Were any of you baptized in the name of Paul? Of course not! – 1 Corinthians 1:12 (NLT)
For Christ himself has brought peace to us. He united Jews and Gentiles into one people when, in his own body on the cross, he broke down the wall of hostility that separated us. – Ephesians 2:14 (NLT)