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I met my wife nearly thirteen years ago. I met her on a Christian dating site, and we talked for about two months before we decided to meet. I had put my original search for up to two hours away, so I had no problem driving up to see her. However, when I started to drive up to see her, I realized that it was actually a 6.5-hour drive from where I lived in San Diego. At first, I could only drive up to see her every other month, which meant that the majority of our communication was by phone. The distance made it harder for us to truly know each other.

Once we were married, over six years ago, our level of intimacy increased. We were able to truly know each other. We learned our likes and dislikes, triggers, joys, loves, and fears. Putting time in daily created a deeper level of relationship. This deeper level of relationship has created a deeper level of love and trust. It is not just because we live together, but because we spend intentional time together. It is not about the amount of time, but the time spent relating that matters.

The same is true as we walk with God. At first, God is this distant person to whom we pray, but we don't really know Him. It can be challenging to trust Him, truly love Him, or see Him as a Father because He is still a stranger to us. However, as we draw near to Him, we get to know Him, trust Him, and love Him. It is a process of truly walking with God, and intentionally spending time with Him. It isn't about how long we are Christians, but how much time we take to get to know God. 

I pray that we will put the time in to know Him. 


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