I thought of you today as I lay on my bed musing over love and the lack thereof. I was thinking of the "love" some of my friends have in the men they've married. Funny thing though, they seem to all lack what you and I had. Our love roped around and around our hearts. It was so intimate. It gave to each of us constantly and I don't even think it was from us. I think God gave it to us. It was a gift that each of us nurtured in the other.
You allowed me to love you in the ways that I love. You always accepted my forms of love without complaint. If you needed more from me you never stated so. Your love blanketed me at night, soothed me in distress and pleased me constantly.
I miss you dear friend, dear saint, dear mother. My thoughts go continually towards our past. As I ponder the present I can't help but realize that you aren't in it. Yet you are forever in my heart. Your love for Christ lives on in me eternally. The future seems bright because I know that He is preparing more love for me.
Lord, will you tell her I miss her? Will you tell her that I still love her? Will you tell her that I'm moving on with my life? Will you tell her you're working on finding me love?
But Lord, one more thing - thank you for showing me love in the form of her. I doubt many have been so blessed as to experience a love like ours. What a good thing you gave me. I'm very thankful for it.
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