It would be great if everyone around us was clearly labeled by the depth they loved us. Knowing the deepness of one's love might stop many of us from doing cannonballs into the kiddy pool of relationships that we have around us. Have you ever done a cannonball into a shallow pool? Sure you have! Like that time in high school when that boy said he loved you. You gave him all that you had to offer but soon found out his depth of love for you was as shallow as he was. What about that friend in college that you told your darkest secrets. Yea, she was a kiddy pool relationship that told everyone your hurts and hang-ups. Or what about that girl who said she would love you till the end, but the end for her was when you lost your job.
We spend a lot of our time interacting with people, and most have jumped into a friendship, relationship, or marriage, only to find out that the depth of that person’s love didn’t accept head-first dives or cannonballs. We clearly saw the no diving signs, we heard our friends blowing their whistles, but we didn’t listen—we jumped into shallow water. Most have jumped into the shallow end and felt the hurt, disappointment, and consequences of thinking that person’s love was deeper than it was. But how do you know if a relationship is deep in love? Who can you trust when you feel like taking off your floaties and flying through the air? Will you get hurt?
First, love needs to be defined to be understood. I have heard it talked about in a lot of places but none better than in the Bible: “Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, and it keeps no record of wrongs…” (1 Corinthians 13:4-8). With a good understanding of the meaning of love, here are some tips to help examine if a few of your relationships are deep in love.
Many relationships are the same as public pools—they shut down in the winter. But some relationships resemble indoor water parks and are always open; these people have seen all the seasons of your life and still choose to remain open when parts of your life look/feel like winter.
Look At The Source
Did you know that sewer water can fill up a pool? Some people are capable of accepting everything you have to offer. Nevertheless, their source of water can’t sustain you for the long-run. You can jump in for a while but stagnant water can kill you. If the source of love is love, then you are fine. If the source of love is lust, greed, or envy… don’t jump!
Belly Smackers Will Always Hurt
A person who loves you deeply will break your fall but won’t be afraid to tell you that you messed up. Be very cautious of a relationship that doesn’t sting when you try a belly smacker. True love is not self-seeking and should blow the whistle when it sees a potential hazard that could cause trouble. Many teenagers continually walk around with red bellies. Thank God for those parents who love deeply!
Look For Wrinkles
I don’t know the scientific answer on why fingers become wrinkly when swimming—I just know it’s because swimming is fun and it’s hard to get out of the water. Loving relationships take time, they need replenishment, and will sometimes hurt. But with that said, they should be fun! You should get satisfaction from swimming in healthy, deep love relationships.
Swimming in love that runs deep is one of the greatest blessings in life. We can easily become confused and think that the quantity of relationships is better than the quality of relationships; I would trade 1,000 Facebook friends (if I had 1,000) for one person who is willing to give me love that can accommodate my headfirst dives, cannonballs, and occasional belly smacker. I challenge anyone who reads this to examine their relationships and turn in a few pool passes to people that are clearly marked NO Diving. Furthermore, say thanks to those who took the time to love you, has the source to love you, has given you a red belly a time or two, and who gives you wrinkles because you love being in a relationship with them.
written by: mark bland