If God can make a man fall in love with a woman pulled from his rib, should it surprise us in 2012 that love can be found on XBOX? For Beth Robinson, a 13-year-old girl from Cyprus Hill, it’s how she met her 12-year-old boyfriend. [All the haters who thought me setting up people online was too much, welcome to 2012 and the world wide web.]

Dear sweet girl Beth didn’t mind her boyfriend lived in Kentucky. Nothing was going to stop this Juliet from meeting her Romeo, so with her mother’s ATM card and brother’s stolen car, she set out on a 900-mile road trip to find her star-crossed lover.Thankfully her parents alerted police who tracked her down in Nashville, 120 miles from her boyfriend’s house. Oh Beth, so close, yet so far!

I snickered at this story and scoffed at a love that would drive someone crazy. But Beth’s actions have continued to haunt me since reading this article yesterday. In her sincere affection towards another, she broke rules for love. Nothing could stop her from meeting and sharing her passion for her XBOX boyfriend, even a covert night op in a stolen car.

When was the last time I loved someone recklessly? When have I been so blinded by sheer determination to share love with someone that I was willing to break rules or social norms? Like a Beth’s mom, I think I’ve been asleep on the job. Please hear me out, I’m not talking about a romantic love because Matt and I are fine in that department. I’m talking about a passionate love for the lost. I want to go back to puppy-love nights of whispering secrets of a man name Jesus to those who have never experienced true love! I want to share the wooing ability of Man who can, will, and does love at all times of the day, offline, online, or in line.

But here’s the truth: I’m a passionate Christian, I work with Christians, I’m married to a Christian, I have Christian friends, and I go to a Christian church. Between anti-human trafficking strategy meetings, soccer practices, date nights, church services, and sleep, where do I have space to tell people about my star-crossed lover who died for my soul? My holy-huddle bubble is about to break.

Like Beth, I’m punch-drunk in love with people on the other side of my computer screen. I have no idea who reads this, but I have been able to meet some Muslims sisters, a couple atheists, a Jew, many Catholics, and some luke-warm people who need to be warmed up to Jesus all through this little blog/diary/journal/digital secret keeper. And like Beth, I want to break some social rules. I want to yell and scream and drive across the state to whisper sweet nothings of One True Love who cares about our deepest secrets, our widest fears, and our empty ache for more.

I’ve been inspired by a 13 year-old to love wildly and break some rules. Even if they are social rules like not loosing cool points and talking about faith. Whatevs. I’m down to ride! I’ve gotta find some people who need some Jesus-lovin’ and bring His words of hope, healing, and health to those who don’t know Him.

I’ll keep you posted on my wild ride, friends! If you have some crazy cool stories of reckless love, feel free to share and inspire us to love without walls. But please, please, don’t steal you momma’s ATM card. 😉

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