I meant it when I said I love you. And each time I say it my heart dances it’s way into your possession. I never thought I could have so much love for one person. It hurts sometimes…to be so close. I rebuke the option for there to be an end, but it doesn’t stop that one little question: What if? It haunts me day and night. That there could be a better love than mine. But will hold fast to what we have now. Knowing that there is no other way we could have worked. For if it weren’t for that one night we would have never been.
The definition of routine is a customary or regular course of procedure. When people say ‘Don’t make time with God routine”….Well…shouldn’t we? Time with him should be a regular thing in our daily schedual.
The danger is, and I think this is where everyone come froms when they say ‘don’t make it routine’, that we spend time, but do it, just to get it done…
Does this make sense, or am I over-thinking the word too much?
