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Love Is Slow, but It LastsFinal thoughts on family, faith, and what matters most.
Love Is Slow, but It Lasts
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When I first met my husband I was 16 years old. I would have said I fell in love with him immediately. We stood in the darkness of an October night and talked and talked. Two months later we exchanged those words—I love you—also whispered in the dark of night. But it took five more years before we were married, and in that time, that intense emotion that had carried us through the early months became more measured. I still felt giddy when I saw him. I still wanted to spend my life with him. I still counted him as my best friend. But true love, I learned, is slower than that initial emotional and physical connection led me to believe.

Loving our kids was similar. I felt a surge of affection (hormones?) after they were born. I felt fierce protective instincts. I was willing to sacrifice sleep and energy. But building that base of love with them took years. it went slowly. It felt as though the feeling of love was interrupted by the reality of changing diapers and spraying avocado off clothing and willing myself out of bed for one more trip to the potty in the middle of the night. But over time I learned that those moments I saw as interruptions were in fact the seeds of love. Over time, they grew.

In Matthew 13, Jesus tells a parable about the word of God. He says it is like a farmer sowing seed. He says that it falls on all different types of soil, and that when it falls on good soil it grows. I’ve always wanted to have good soil, to be the one whose faith grows firm and strong forever. Truth be told, there have been plenty of seasons where my life resembles the hard soil or the soil that produces quick growth and quick demise. But I’ve only recently noticed that the seed in the good soil, even in the best soil, will take time to grow. Lasting and meaningful growth is always slow.

I’m re-reading a book called The Disappearance of Childhood by Neil Postman right now, and in it he writes: “In reading, one must wait to get the answer, wait to reach the conclusion.” Similarly, in understanding where our food comes from, we must wait to see a cycle that begins with a seed and ends in cultivation. It’s true of playing an instrument, learning a sport, cultivating a friendship. There might be an initial surge of excitement, but sustained growth is long and usually involves some hardship. Love, faith, learning—they are all slow.

Nearly six years ago I introduced this blog called Thin Places. I wrote, “This blog is intended to be about discovering, and remembering, thin places. It is meant to uncover ideas, relationships, points of connection, moments of deep beauty that draw us towards one another, and towards the Holy One.” I hope that over the years this space has provided a place to slow down, to think about some of the bigger questions, even if only for a few moments. I hope it has felt like having a cup of tea with a friend in which you learn something, you discover something, you encounter the work of the Spirit, the work of growing us up into our full selves.

I write this final post for Thin Places with gratitude. Gratitude for the opportunity to scatter the seeds of ideas that perhaps might grow—in you, in me, in the world. Gratitude for the comments—the disagreements, the support, the questions—you have made along the way to enable that growth. And gratitude for the opportunity now to slow down, to love my kids one day at a time, to write a new book one page at a time. To learn, again, that love and beauty and kindness and joy are slow, and that they last forever.

This is the final post of Thin Places. Again, thank you for reading. I will write for Christianity Today in the future, and you can follow what I’m working on—the books I’m reading, the books our kids are reading, the projects I’m pursuing—by signing up for my newsletter, following me on Facebook or on Twitter.

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