coming up on three years...

Well Abraham, it’s been about three years now. Three years of Bedouin camps and bumpy camel rides. I remember the first time we met, at the shepherd’s midnight fire. It’s funny how Bethlehem was the door to time travel. It makes sense, considering who we met there.

I must confess, I haven’t always enjoyed the pace. I’ve been tired and frustrated and lost, not to mention the lack of general hygiene. And your lead camel seems to save all his spit for whenever I pass. The whole thing just isn’t sanitary. But I think you’ve saved my sanity in many ways. I’m glad you’re here. At least we’ve been lost together.

I’m pretty sure I’m not ready to go home yet. It’s not really my choice, and I don’t know where home is yet either. So I hope you don’t mind me tagging along a bit farther.


~lg

love

love bears all things
believes all things
hopes all things
endures all things
love never fails

There is no more beautiful truth than this. This is God's love, meant to be given to us through human hands. This is the love that bears my burden of imperfection, believes I am worthwhile, hopes that the morning will be better, endures through the night, never fails me. I am thankful my husband enacts this ancient poetry, giving words wheels.

1 John 3:18


~lg