For those of you who actually care what the title means, it is Italian for "a gift",(and yes, I believe that Italian is the sexiest language alive...no contest. Well, Spanish, maybe.) and the whole concept of a gift is something that is given without expecting anything in return. It is not often that I use this term to describe the way I feel about people, but I've made an exception in this case.
Sometimes I wonder how I've gotten so lucky. Why did God decide to throw me in the path of such an amazing person. I remember being in grade school, a very young and dare I say fragile Christian, praying that God would give me someone that I could be myself around, someone who didn't see me the way others saw me, but someone who saw me for who I was (and put up with me all the all the same!)
I'm the kind of person who inevitably overestimates the trust that I have between people. It's just part of who I am and I don't know if that will ever change.
For some reason, though, I don't feel like I'm overestimating here. Could it be that I have found the true friend I have been praying for? Am I wrong in thinking that?
The past few weeks I've been learning in church and in my own experiences that God does fulfill His promises...in His time, and that His time is the only time we need to worry about.
Being a young, teenage Christian male, it is hard to come across a female (yes, she's female. get your heads out of the gutter. Yes, you.) Christian teen that 'gets it' the same way you do. I'm still at a loss for words. Maybe I'll add more to this later, but for now:
I just pray that she continues to grow in Christ and that she realizes her infinite potiential in You.
-4:29
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