Today is my wife’s birthday, and I’ve been with her for like half of them. I honestly can’t imagine my life without her. She’s more than a help, she’s the glue of our home. She means everything to me and even if I told her twice a day and three times on Sunday she still could not hear enough how much me and the boys need, appreciate, and love her. She’s the best.
But she’s not my soul mate.
And I know what people mean when they talk about their husbands or their wives and say “that’s my soul mate.” And in all the emotional ways that phrase is commonly used, I would agree and apply those same sentiments to my Lauren. But…if we’re being really technical here, I can’t say that. She can’t be my soul mate. As much as I love and adore her my soul belongs to Another. I would give my life to save hers, but it’s a life that belongs to Another. My body is hers to take care of, and hers is mine, but both of us have been bought by Another, and are owned by another. I hope and expect we’ll be together forever, but no matter what, there’s Another I am sure to be with forever.
My heart, soul, mind and strength are owned by Jesus Christ. He’s the One I owe my everything to. He paid it all, so all to Him I owe. My wife is my companion as long as we both walk this earth, but Jesus is my Companion—and hers too—just as long as eternity rolls.
Is He your soul mate? He needs to be!
~ Matthew