There is Love

I've been sorting through a box of memories...

...Old cards from mom
...Love letters from Jeff
...High School ASB cards
...Devon's first baby outfit
...My wedding dress

I found a little music stand that sat on my bridal shower cake. It holds a picture of Jeff and I and plays this pretty song.

THERE IS LOVE (Paul Stookey)

He is now to be among you at the calling of your hearts.
Rest assured this troubadour is acting on His part.
The union of your spirits here has caused Him to remain,
for whenever two or more of you are gathered in His name,
There is love. There is love.

Oh, a man shall leave his mother, and a woman leave her home.
They will travel on to where the two will be as one.
As it was in the beginning, is now until the end,
woman draws her life from man
and gives it back again and there is love.
Oh, there's love.

Well then what's to be the reason for becoming man and wife?
Is it love that brings you here or love that brings you life?
For is loving is the answer then who's the giving for?
Do you believe in something that you've never seen before?
Oh, there's love. There is love.

He is now to be among you at the calling of your hearts.
Rest assured this troubadour is acting on His part.
The union of your spirits here has caused Him to remain
for whenever two or more of you are gathered in His name
there is love. Oh, there is love.

I've always loved this song.

I gifted the trinket to my oldest daughter yesterday. The perpetual wind up and twinkles of this song have brought reflection.

Sometimes I feel tangled up in my emotions. I think too much. Mostly about my faults. I think this is good, but sometimes its bad. Especially when it makes me freeze up and feel down. If I lived all by myself I don't think I'd ever really see myself. Being a wife and a mother is so hard. I know I contribute to the difficulty I often feel in these roles. I wish away some of the difficult moments but I know they make me grow.

When you're married, your spouse gets to see the faults you keep pretty well hidden from the rest of the world. I have spats and disagreements with the one person that's very aware of my weaknesses.
The kind that keep us on the opposite sides of our king size bed.
I fume.
He falls asleep.
In the middle of the night we find each other in the middle, snuggle close and apologize.
With some needed sleep, we both remember that we both were wrong in our own little ways.

Last night there was no quarrel. Only sweet dream wishes and kisses.

I love that time right before the Sand Man comes. When my body is still and I feel like I might fade into my sheets.
Sometimes Jeff has is hands in my hair. That makes for Zzzzzz in seconds.
Last night I couldn't think of one of his faults while I lay there in those moments. There was only images of his best. He is so good. He makes me beautiful when I don't feel it myself. His righteousness is a foundation in our lives.

His breath lingered and it starting lulling me to sleep. I shed a tear in my half asleep state and whispered "You're a good man."
"I love you- so much."


There is Love


♥