Intimacy

Watching "Joan of Arcadia" the other night the God character said something to the effect of, "Joan, intimacy is hard." It sure is! Why? There have been moments, I've seen glimpses of intimacy. When I've experienced intimacy it's been a very beautiful thing. There have even been some attempts at maintaining it, but it's been a struggle. Even harder, though, have been recent attempts to find intimacy in new places. It's been hard, not like running 18 miles hard, but hard because of the rejection or the thoughts of possibly being rejected. It's been hard because just when you think you're starting to get there it starts to fade away. Then when you're just about ready give up on it because you are afraid that you are putting yourself in emotional danger because you have been holding out too much hope something happens to begin the baby steps back towards intimacy renewing that hope once again. It's hard because it's an emotional roller coaster. I've often attested that life is much like a roller coaster ride, and I still think it is. If that is the case then this drive for intimacy is the super roller coaster, the "Space Mountain" or "Batman" part of the amusement park of life. It's intense. It's hard. It's intimacy. Let's ride!