Good romance...

There is this particular cup of tea sitting on my desk, before my very eyes...

A Starbucks cup with a transparent sea-green cover to keep the tea hot.

What warms me more than the simple pleasures of sipping tea whilst I work quietly away on my assignments is knowing that Ben made it for me.

Then again, I am a sucker for little reminders of his love, even through the familiar things he does. People say that romance requires frequent surprises. Whenever Ben surprises me, I cherish the moments and stow them away carefully - into a 'memory archive'... so that I can reminisce those moments another day and enjoy them to the fullest even long after they have passed. However, romance is also found in the 'regular stuff'...
For example, romance is how I always plant my right hand on his lap whenever he's driving the car... and rest it there contentedly till he takes my hand in his very own.

Or when he sometimes pulls me close and hugs me to his side, while gently and tenderly kissing the top of my head.

Or when we pray together before a meal. Even if we happen to be sitting in the hawker's surrounded by tons of hungry people attacking their own food.

Such magical moments are indeed God-given. Woven into a tapestry, we see God's love and faithfulness spelled out.