Beautiful flower arrangement from my beloved.
Okay, today’s post is about something that is near and dear to my heart—romance!
Anyone who knows me—really knows me—knows that I am a hopeless romantic.
I tear up at Hallmark commercials, I appreciate gallantry, and I adore a handmade card with a heartfelt sentiment.
I’m also deeply moved by… that tender kiss between those in love, handpicked wildflowers on a summer day, iced ribbons of moonlight that paint the night sky.
When I write, I immerse myself in my characters and I try to think as they would.
Since I write Christian fiction (inspirational romance), unless there are characters struggling in their walk with Christ, romance doesn’t equate to sex outside of marriage. I don’t try to play the moral police. I’m not preachy or pretentious.
I do apply biblical principles when writing. Sometimes love, desire, longing, and perceptions of romance collide headfirst with each other, and it can be a difficult balancing act to juggle. In other words, in my stories I incorporate realism along with what God intends “romance” to be. And many times, that leads my characters to the altar.
I think our idea of romance has become distorted because of how it’s conveyed in the media and on television. The youth today are raised with so many different moral compasses, is it any wonder why there’s such confusion?
I know. I may be a tad old-fashioned. Oh, well.
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A question for you to ponder…
What’s your idea of romance?
Blessings Always,
