ahava

Christ-centered romance

For so many years, one of my heart’s biggest yearnings was to meet ‘the one’. I believed that once I met her, everything would be perfect, and all the troubles of the world would melt away!!

This changed when I became a Christian. I realised that I had been idolising this false image of romance, and had been wasting so much time and energy waiting for a phantom. No one is perfect, everyone is broken. But I’ve also discovered something more beautiful than the image of romance portrayed in films, music and books. 

There is so much beauty in the vision of two people uniting, with their eyes set on the cross. Broken people growing together and encouraging each other to look to Jesus, running the race together towards eternity.

I don’t want a superficial love. I want to be a boyfriend and one day a husband who reflects Christ in my character. To be strong but tender, wise and kind, patient and sacrificial. A man who would lay down his life for his loved ones.

Ahava is the Hebrew word for love. But It doesn’t just mean love. It is a giving, sacrificial love. It is a love that says, “I’m not going anywhere, no matter what happens”. It is the love that Christ showed us.

If we expect a perfect partner and a perfect life, we will be disappointed. And we will miss the greater beauty in the image of broken people building each other up, growing deeply together, and striving for the One who is perfect, who makes all things new. THIS is romance.

@originalficfest | DAY 3 - PLATONIC RELATIONSHIP

“So he’s on her side,” I say.

“Oh, Heng loves Ahava. I think he never had kids and is depressed about it, but that’s just gossip because the guy wouldn’t talk to me if we were locked alone in a room for six months.” Red turns his extra hairband into a mirror and squints into it momentarily, then returns the hairband to his wrist.

“So you’re telling me there’s a forty-something dude behind the child queen, and he has no ulterior motives,” I say, stopping to cross my arms. Red sighs so intensely he kind of bends backwards.

“Eliza,” he says, taking me by the chin. “You are so, so cynical.”

Today’s edit is represented by two characters who are not the ones pictured here, gossiping about the ones who are. Yesterday’s edit was Eliza/Avner, and the day before that was Red.

(interested? here’s my wip page!)

As Jews, we believe that all human beings are Betzelem Elohim, created in the Image of God.

Regardless of race, ethnicity, gender, status, abilities or religion.

Following the current United States administration’s latest attack on the Transgender community, you have every right to feel vulnerable, disgusted and hurt.

If you need to talk to someone, please know that I am a resource that you can come to. I only seek to listen, not to judge.

Remember that our love will always desolate hatred, ignorance and bigotry of all kinds.

I had to google the word “serenity” to get a better understanding of what to make pictures of. I think that the most serene thing ever are early mornings, straight after the sunrise, when the birds are still silent but the nature is waking up after a dark and cold night. Here is a picture of a foggy morning we had today.

Hi @noita-ahava,  oh, I love the way the grass smudges into the sky with the fog and the way the grass looks almost like waves rolling in. Lovely image-Mojo.