Today was a tough one. Cried a time or two as I watched the body of a young man being lowered in a grave. His family went home without him. All that’s left are memories. I just feel like writing something about love. Love has a way of causing the heart to beat again. Especially when it feels broken into many pieces.
This is a story of love. Whether real or imagined – you decide. Journey with me.
As I reflect on this journey, I thought I’d share my heart with you. I’ve always felt the way our lives connected was a divine act. I wasn’t searching for anything; doing my own thing. Then here you came along. Love found me when I least expected it. That kind of love that frightened me at times. It caused my heart to behave in ways that startled me; in surprisingly beautiful ways. A softer more mellow version of me started to unfold.
That kind of love brought a calm and peace to my heart. Did not demand much, but gave freely. It repaired the broken rafters that left me falling apart in many places. It gave me space to be bare, naked and unashamed. Finally, I was at peace being me. I could bare my soul with no fear of judgement – no damnation. You loved me though you saw the real me – you loved me even more.
There was a safe place in your presence – as if I was born to be there. A sense of oneness between you and me. At times I felt as if I couldn’t tell where I ended and you began. Yet I had all the space to be my authentic self. This love allowed us to weather the storms and it has stood the test of time. It stands undaunted- unafraid of the journey that awaits. We face what lies ahead with the confidence that this love will never fade or crumble under life’s pressures. So elated I get to share this love with you.
‘From My Heart to Yours‘
Above all, love each other deeply, because love covers over a multitude of sins. [1Peter 4:8]
***Thanks for reading. It’s a love thing.