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This is a tale of white & black.
There's easy, undisturbing, reliable, painless. White.
And then there's stormy, wild, solid trust, heartache. Black.
One's just amazingly patient, wise and kind, though at times annoyingly so in his utter niceness. Each time I'm with him, I feel grounded. Conversations are light and free. I can look at him and feel that You've truly placed him along the path of my life to bless me with the knowledge of being assured and watched over. Somewhere deep down I know that if ever I fall, he can be counted on to catch me.
And then another explodes; we clash like swords in battlefield most everytime we meet. He's just unknowingly insensitive, outrageously arrogant, yet utterly compelling in who he is as a whole character. Each time I'm with him I find a bit more, peel back another layer, and still I doubt I'd really know him if I'd years to learn. As if he couldn't astound me with fresh knowledge of him enough. He keeps me safe. Protected. And I trust him completely. Somewhere deep down I know this one wouldn't even let me fall in the first place.
What sort of chemistry makes one person's company so charmingly pleasant and yet another's tiringly exhilarating, God? Entire opposites. You created them. Was hoping for some answers.. or just a hint perhaps? -sheepish look-
Yesterday's realisation just got me sulky and impatient all of a sudden :(
I'll need some help in that direction, please.
An extra dose of patience, self-control, and a smack in the head to view them as brothers; not future partners. I've a feeling I've still got a long way to go in this, Daddy. But I'd like to have You holding my hand as I pick my way through it too. Only you can give me the firm foundation my heart needs if ever the time comes for me to walk along the path You lead me onto.
