If the old fairytale ending “They lived happily ever after” is taken to mean “They felt for the next fifty years exactly as they felt the day before they were married,” then it says what probably never was nor ever could be true, and would be highly undesirable if it were. Who could bear to live in that excitement for even five years? What would become of your work, your appetite, your sleep, your friendships? But, of course, ceasing to be “in love” need not mean ceasing to love. Love in this second sense—love as distinct from “being in love” is not merely a feeling. It is a deep unity, maintained by the will and deliberately strengthened by habit (C.S Lewis, Mere Christianity).
I don’t want the feelings and mere thoughts of love to entrap me in a relationship with you. Sweet feelings and pretty thoughts are nice, but they don’t expand love to be more than a fairy-tale. Our mutual love for each other is a tale, but a fairy does not wave his or her wand in the passion and pursuit for us to become closer. It is true; you have loved me first; you found me; I didn’t find you. You say, “I love you” equally to the person to the left and right of me; you don’t say, “I love being in love with you” in the context of leaving loving us for even the slightest second- you are in love with us unconditionally. Don’t strengthen the callousness of my heart; instead, weaken the callousness so that the surface can be ready to receive. My heart’s surface has received, and through the past 2 years I’ve deliberately tried strengthening my love for you by habit- through joyful worship and lively praise; therefore, with the expanse of your grace and mercy each day, I find the roots of your love inhabited at the deepest areas of my heart. Thank you 😀