Perfect Love

You ache to believe in loving, lasting, perfect love between a man and a woman. You want desperately for it to be real. Well, let me tell you this, life and literature make it clear that no person will ever completely be able to know you. It is in this sense that all communication fails. We can understand one another in that words have meaning and yet we cannot get away from the fact that as individuals we do also endue words with unique meaning. Each of us is unique, as snowflakes. Even when we embrace and accept and appreciate others' uniquenesses, we still at times mourn the imperfect connection in the inability to find anyone else who completely totally fully understands us.
This ache testifies to the fact that we are innately aware that there is a possibility for something more. We dream of some shadowy make believe person or relationship that could fit the bill. Maybe we encounter someone who seems to be that person. Perhaps we try hard to force them to be that person.
But there is only one Person who can truly know us. The One who made us. Does not your heart cry out that this is truth, that you are not the end-all? Do you not find a lack of meaning in everything, sooner or later? Only God, only knowing Him, recommitting yourself to Him daily, not by works of righteousness, but by His mercies, can fill you up.
His and His alone is Perfect Love.