So we've all heard about the Twilight craze. In case you haven't, it's an obsessive-love story of a vampire and a human. You're all caught up. Really, it's like 600 pages of them falling in love with minimal drama. I decided to read it because someone sold it to me for fairly cheap, but I wasn't expecting much. Again, it is a story about a vampire, not really something I usually get excited about. More like something I'd make a face at in B&N and keep looking. I will never judge again...
So Edward & Bella fall in love, but he's a vampire and she's not. There's that whole "drinking blood" issue and Edward is (unhealthily) obsessed with Bella... so there is kind of a worry that he might kill her, but she captivates him so he protects (stalks) her from danger, and that child can get into some trouble. Really, it's not the best writing ever. That said, I'm completely in love with Edward and Bella's relationship.
I could never describe to you the depth of that relationship, but all I can think about is how I can have that in like all of my relationships. I want it with my friends, with my boyfriend, with my family... it's my deepest longing - in a novel. (I do not long, however, for a vampire boyfriend. That would be the wrong thing for you to take away from this post.) So I was gushing to several people about how AMAZING that relationship is and how AMAZING the book is... and how impractical it is, how that doesn't happen in real life, how it never could. I'm not incredibly optimistic about relationships of any kind, if you didn't know that about me. (Although, you should. It was basically in my 25 things.)
... thats when a friend reminded me of Redeeming Love.
Twilight stole that love story, right out of the Bible :) Hosea and Sarah, now there is a love story. There are friendships, and families, and love stories that will make your head spin. That is what I want. Still a little unsure of how to get it, but rest assured... my Jesus has it allllll under control.
love, me
"So ready for this to be the end," he murmerured, almost to himself, "for this to be the twilight of your life, though your life has barely started. You're ready to give up everything."
"It's not the end, its the beginning," I disagreed under my breath.
"There's so much I have to say. So many things to tell you."
He combed his fingers into her flowing hair and tilted her head back. "We have the rest of our lives."
She knew then that she had doubted he would forgive her again, but he already had. She could live with him forever and not know his depths. She went into his arms, pressing herslef as close as she could, her gratitude so strong she could hardly bear it. He was warmth and light and life. She wanted to be flesh of his flesh and blood of his blood. Forever. Closing her eyes, she felt like she was finally home again.
