Divine Weaving

Why does my soul so long for companionship?


Companionship... ha... it's sad that that is the best word I can think of to describe it.

I see imperfections in myself that keep me from pursuing a... relationship? It's so much more than that. More like a partnership, a coupling... ah, I know... an interweaving relationship. That is to say that both our worlds are intertwined in such a way that we appear as one intricately woven basket, our strengths and weaknesses complementing their counters so as to make a substance that is impenetrable. Our mutual beliefs strengthening the bond between the chords, filling in the holes like tar. One solid, unbreakable unit and yet two very different and very individual strands of material. A weave so perfect it would have to be divine.

And what, you might ask, does this basket hold? Love, joy, peace, endurance, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control. The last one may be slightly confusing so let me elaborate. Self-control because it's necessary for faithfulness, faithfulness because it's needed for endurance, endurance for peace, peace for goodness, goodness for kindness, kindness for gentleness, gentleness for joy, and joy for love. You see, without one... they all fall apart.

I know it's a lot to ask for, but anything less would not suffice to quell this longing.

This is going to be a long trip.


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