I know you think you’re in love. Really, I know. Been there. I know that there is something going on inside your body that is making you think you’ll spend the rest of your life with this thug guy. You are experiencing things you’ve never experienced before. Your hormones are going absolutely nuts. It’s almost as if a circus has come to town and the town is your body. But, if I could offer one piece of advice to you it’s this: Please don’t. Please don’t give your heart, soul or body to him. He tells you if you love him you will and I say that if he loves you he’ll wait. Chances are incredibly high that you will be “in love” with a new guy next month. Most definitely next year. I’ve been with my husband for over 17 years. We have had our share of struggles. We’ve gone through seasons where we couldn’t stand to be in the same room together. We’ve hurled insults at the other than have taken years to overcome. We’ve betrayed one another on just about every level there is. But, we’ve also tasted the sweetness of bringing children into this world together. We’ve enjoyed times of laughing to the point we ended up crying and wetting our pants. Okay, well, I wet my pants, but still. We’ve fought for each other, against others and with each other against foes that are not even visible to the human eye. We’ve bonded in ways that can only come through years and years of commitment…through the joyful times and through the excruciating ones. Because trust me, if you don’t walk away from this guy right now, when you are approaching your 20-year high school reunion, you will wish that you had. So, please. Please save yourself, your heart, your body, your soul for God’s best. He’s out there. And you never know. Maybe he’s saving himself for you, too.