Many years ago, before I was married (back when I didn’t want to be married), I heard one of
those women tell a story that changed my life. She’d come home from work
exhausted and had fallen asleep. She slept right through the time she was
supposed to pick up her husband from work. That night, he trudged home in the
pouring rain. These were the days before cell phones and I’m sure he was
wondering what had happened. When he walked through the door and found her
asleep on the couch, his only words to his wife were heartfelt:
“Oh, I’m so glad you got some rest!”
When I heard that, I quietly said to God, “If I am to be
married, it must be to a man like that.” And that is exactly what happened. Not
too long after I heard that story, I married a man whose head is princely, whose
heart is gold and whose soul smells of honey. I know a prince when I see one.
I have another friend whose marriage radiates such
overwhelming love that everywhere she and her husband go, people can’t take their
eyes off them. People stare at them. People eavesdrop on them. True love is
irresistable. When these two were newlyweds, strangers told them it would wear
off, but my friends rejected that unhappy ending and well over a decade later,
they’re still drawing eyes and ears because that’s what love does – it draws us
all in.
These are wonderful, amazing women, but they didn’t earn a
better love story than anybody else – they
just put down their own pens and let God write their stories. And nobody
can write one like He can. He’s written an eternity full of stories. He’s
written a whole universe full of stories. Some of them He hand-picked to put in
a Book you may recognize. And He’s still writing stories – true stories of victory
and acts of heroism and acts of selfless sacrifice, of generosity, of redemption and forgiveness and of
reconciliation… But they’re all part of the same big story, and at it’s heart,
it’s a love story. It's The Love Story. You won’t find a
better author for your life and your love.
About a year ago, the couple with the walk-home-in-the-rain
story came to our house to stay for the weekend. We had a wonderful few days
filled with laughter and food and music, but for me, the pinnacle was the snowy
walk we took together down to the river. The men pulled the children on sleds. We
women wandered along with our cameras and no one was in a hurry. She took this
picture of our princes in the snow and the caption wrote itself in my heart. True Love was out for a stroll and even the sky had to do something to acknowledge its presence.
When God shares treasure it is forever. I am so glad He wrote, is writing our story. Mine came with musical notes in the margine and a woodwinds player at its center and God's embroidered canopy over all. We tried to insist on the script but gave up and let our love-hearted Creator do the heavy lifting. Thanks for a wonderful post full of the real thing.- Kat
ReplyDeleteMargin-e??? I know better-Kat :)
ReplyDeleteKat: Well, I didn't even notice, so what does THAT say? :)
ReplyDelete-Kimberly
Sweet reflections!! My love story keeps me rooted and grounded in love. How blessed we are!! Rhonda
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