How to Find True Love and Avoid a Train Wreck

I love love.

And, based on the enormous volume of music and movies and books produced on the subject, not to mention the amount of Valentine’s Day candy and cards sold every year, we all do.

But we want the real deal. Not the fake stuff.
Because the fake stuff only leads to pain.

Just ask Manti Teo.

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We want the kind of love I talk about in Love Letters, which, I guess not surprisingly, turns to be one of the all-time most popular posts I’ve written to date.
And how can you know if you’ve found the real deal?

In my case, it took me a while to realize that my husband was “The One”. So I know that it can be difficult to discern matters of the heart. But, I also believe that as we pray and ask God for guidance,  He gives us all the signs and signals we need to keep us headed on the right track.

Here are my thoughts on how to avoid a relationship train wreck.

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What are your thoughts on finding true love?

Have you found it or are you still searching?

Please share in the comments.

Love is patient, love is kind.
It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.

It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered,
it keeps no record of wrongs.

Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.

It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
1 Corinthians 13: 4-7

Hope Grows Here

The flowers out my window catch my eye. I usually give them a passing glance but today I pause to ponder their beauty.

I’m grateful how, even in the midst of soaring temps, while the sizzling heat drains life out of the rest of my garden, these continue to bloom.

Nice to see.

Even if they’re not real.

That’s right. Look closer. Surprise!

I planted these little charmers a while back in preparation for what I knew would be another scorching summer. And, now, here they are in all their yellow loveliness to make me smile while all else is brown and withering.

And, I think of my own heart and why I started a blog about finding inspiration.

Am I like these flowers? Is the person I present to the online world real or fake? Do I write true words? After all, life is not always “coming up roses”. It can be a struggle.

But my soul-searching brings me to this conclusion. I am not a fraud.

I’m simply someone searching for the good, the true, the beautiful. My words are my attempt to overcome the world around me that is brown and withering. I’m a girl in need of hope and I grasp hold whenever I see it. Even if I find it in unlikely places. Like my own backyard.

Or in this tiny bud of a rose, another one clinging to life.

God unveils my eyes to catch a glimpse of the eternal. He touches the earth, my heart, the barren places all around to reveal His presence.

So that here, even in an ordinary bunch of store-bought, plastic flowers, hope grows. And so does my anticipation for a day when the fake ones are unnecessary, a dim and distant memory in light of an ever-present glory.

“He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away. He who was seated on the throne said, ‘I am making everything new!’ Then he said, ‘Write this down, for these words are trustworthy and true.'” Rev. 21:4-5 NIV

For L.L. Barkat’s On, In, and Around Mondays.