Her hair matches her yellow sundress and golden slippers. Her eyes are like crystals that mirror the bright springtime sky. His hair is combed back and he wears black suspenders and a burgundy bow tie. His eyes are like the ocean with waves that crash in evening.
They’re both too shy to ever muster any courage to talk to each other. Thus, God brings them together Himself, making the situation seem like an accident. He ties both of their stories together by putting them in the correct place in the precise time needed, making their worlds quite literally collide. They bump into each other strolling down a sidewalk in a small town. He apologizes abruptly and she blushes out of embarrassment. They both keep muttering until smiles appear on their faces, and the feeling in their hearts says it’s meant to be. They exchange names and after some awkward discussing, they’re off to their own separate lives again.
But here they are, alone, in a garden with wonderful plants of every sort. By some strange series of events, they crossed paths only a short time ago. When she looks in his confident eyes and he stares right back into hers, she knows it’s destiny. God alone, the very Creator of love, stands between them, binding them unwaveringly with beautiful and ceaseless pleasure.
As they continue their precious time together in the garden, he pulls her through foliage and leads her down a trail. There are trees around them with branches that act as an overhead covering all the way down the extensive path. He puts his hands over her eyes and slowly guides her to the end of the path. She bites her lip, trying keep from smiling too widely as he pulls his hands away, revealing a beautiful tropical beach with no people in sight. She can’t help but praise the Creator for the beautiful masterpiece. Before pulling her to the tide, he picks a bouquet of sunflowers from the garden’s end and weaves them into her hair. He laughs and admits to not being a very adequate braider of hair but she forgives him quickly. “Don’t be afraid to get soaked,” he says before they rush into the water and splash each other’s clothes, while the waves crash against their legs.
You’re probably thinking it’s the usual tale of romance, aren’t you? Believe or not, it isn’t that at all — because this one has something no other does: Love Himself, Jesus Christ, the source of all lasting joy, perfect peace, gifted wisdom and all that is good. He is love. That’s what makes the God-centered love story so remarkable.