I am a romantic. I like to watch romantic comedies and “date movies”, or, as they’re more commonly known in many male circles, “chick flicks”. I can’t help it. I love movies like The Notebook (2004) and Pride and Prejudice (2005). I know it is because the subject of love is something in which I am thoroughly interested. Love is something we all want, and it is something we all need.

But there is something that many of these “chick flicks” reveal about love that tends to get lost in all of the happy endings and long kisses. Love hurts. Love is not all warm fuzzies; it is often painful and difficult. Love hurts because we live in a world of death and loss; we live in a world of brokenness and shame; we live in a world of sin.
I think “18 Bullet Holes” by Waterdeep conveys this truth very well. The chorus is simple and honest, and every time I hear it I find myself actually praying the words.
Oh, God, it hurts so bad to love anybody down here

Why don’t you come and help me out?
Cause I can’t even see clear
So often I feel this way. I reach my end. I cannot do it any more. Love costs too much. I join Don Chaffer in this refrain and wonder why God doesn’t help me out; why doesn’t he do anything? The last chorus of “18 Bullet Holes” answers:
Oh, God, it hurts so bad to love anybody down here
But oh, that’s right, You know so well
One thorny crown, three nails, and a spear
One thorny crown, three nails, and a spear