So I guess if you haven’t read my previous post already, I suggest you read the previous post before I clear up some things that “I” mentioned in my last post. Yes there is someone I’m in a relationship with. We talk a lot and we’re close. Yes we hang out a lot and there’s nothing we don’t tell each other. That’s right, be jealous. I am totally content with where I am right now. And Spiritual? Most definitely. We talk about God, our problems and trials, and we pray for each other. There’s been ups and downs along the way but we’ve only managed to grow closer with one another. That’s definitely something. I don’t think there’s anybody I say more to than this person. I speak my mind, show my true colors, and never have to put up any facade that I so often erect when I talk with other people. This is something special. Good, solid, deep, God-oriented relationship. That’s a relationship that will last.

It’s been amazing the times we’ve shared. Maybe it’s childish, but I chuckle at the times we spend at the park. I remember the time we went to the park and ended up completely soaked because we ended up chasing each other around the fountains and dragging each other in and out of the water jets. Normally it would seem like the stupidest and mushiest thing to do, like some thing you would do out of a romantic comedy, but take my word, it was fun. It’s not everyday that you can run around fountains and get all soaked and laugh it off and not feel gay about it afterwards. Then there was the time when we took a day off and hit the city. Going from store to store looking for stuff, drinking at ghetto run down places with chipped muddy yellow walls and watching a marvelous show to cap off the night? What a day! And uh, if you don’t happen to be jealous by now, you really should be, ’cause it’s awesome. It’s not everyday you run around a store with someone looking for discount cards to flip open, dying to find that 25% one that’s hiding somewhere. You steal the new cards when the store attendant attends to someone else, and pick up ones that are on the ground and stuck between clothes, and scream when you find the 25% card that you’ve been looking for for the past two hours. I don’t think I’m ever going to forget that. It’s stupid, but we’ll laugh about for years to come, I just know it. And it’s not often when you can spend a whole night just talking with one another, sitting on the couch and just talking about this and that, laughing, crying, praying, hugging. And we talk about everything, even the deepest, darkest secrets and things we wouldn’t dare to tell other people for fear of how they would look at us because we understand each other. Intimacy was what we craved, and intimacy we found. This is why I’m content with where I am now. It was always hard to understand what an intimate relationship with God looked like, but with this relationship I have been blessed with a glimpse of what it would be like, and it’s only propelled me to seek after God even more. We build each other up and help grow our relationships with God. What more can I ask for? A God-centered relationship is what’s going to make this last.

My dear friends, if you really thought that I spent the past two paragraphs talking about a girl, you are sadly mistaken. The fact is that it’s not a girl I was talking about, but it only heightens my curiosity as to what a relationship with my spouse would be like. It certainly sets the bar high, but at least I know what I desire in a marriage and what God-centered intimacy should look like. It’s the bible reading that we share, the devotions, the prayers we lift up for each other. Romantic stuff aside, we should be helping each other get closer to God as we grow closer to one another. I love this brother to death, I’ll admit. We accept our faults and shortcomings and God has blessed this relationship tremendously. So much has been taught, so much learned, and so much shared. This is why I’m content. When it’s time for the right girl to come around, God will tell me. I trust Him. I think it’s better I leave this with Him. Pray about it, seek His wisdom.

But as for now, allow me to cite from the ever useful Urban Dictionary:

“A non-sexual, intimate relationship shared my two heterosexual man.” I think that lays it out quite clearly.

I thank God for placing you in my life, and I’ve come to love you as a dear brother. You are an amazing friend.

I guess I can say that I’m indeed in a relationship. A Bromance, that is. That is all.

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