beautiful.(Kate)

That's my man. Hahaha, for real it is though.

I've always had a hard time with love. 

I've always been one to give it so freely, that's true. But when its been given to me I always run away. I would rather stay cold, than to be told I was loved and be lied to. I wont even let God in sometimes, because there are certain parts of my heart (the most treasured parts) that I would rather hide than let shine. God blessed me with this abstract and beautiful view of life, and yet its hidden under insecurities and hurts. I have lost it, and thrown it away. The way I looked at flowers as a child, or the way I viewed a powerful love. Intimacy. It's nearly non existent in our culture, sex is everywhere, but beautiful love? Where is it?

Steven is away at a retreat right now. And I know we have so much area left to cover in our courtship, but I'm baffled at what God has blessed us with thus far. Our ability to understand each other so well, to wait on each other, to read each other, surprise each other, and push each other. I don't know everything about Steven, but what I do know, I know well. What he knows about me, he knows better than anyone out there. We push each other, we fight each other. In a healthy way. 

Our hearts are smart enough to know we can't do it on our own, but clever enough to know when the other needs pushing. We push each others faith, it's beautiful.

But, Steven is beautiful.

My savior is beautiful.