She sits across the table from him...searching his face.
Where are you, my love?
His body is present but his eyes seem far off...he has drifted away for a time...this is not unfamiliar to her now. He's slowly slipping away...to the unknown...unknown even to him.
Where are you, my love?
His body is present but his eyes seem far off...he has drifted away for a time...this is not unfamiliar to her now. He's slowly slipping away...to the unknown...unknown even to him.
She looks around at these walls...if they could talk...they know it all...see it all. They know better than anyone what's happening...they see her every heartbeat...hot tears...no tears when they desperately need to flow.
Jesus...she whispers...Jesus.
She hears the words in her heart...she recites them...love is patient, love is kind...it always protects, always trusts, always perseveres. That is the love she emulates...without even thinking. A devotion so deep, a love so rare...wrinkles and age spots...even these uncertain times...can't fade a love like this.
She looks at his face again...he's staring back at her...she looks deep into those familiar eyes...he smiles...he sees her...he knows her...he needs her. There's been days the need feels heavy...how can I do this?
She whispers...Jesus.
But those eyes...those lovely, familiar eyes that carry so many memories for her - even when he forgets...the same eyes she looked into for every life giving, life changing, life making moment. They've been with her through it all...in it all...for it all...even now.
If you asked her...how do you do this...how are you getting through this? There's no doubt that for her, love never fails...but if you listen close...if you lean in to hear the slightest of whispers you'll hear the word that hope and strength and life stems from...the whisper of love...Jesus.
Saving grace for today...and all those that follow.
~wanna read more? 1 Corinthians 13
She looks at his face again...he's staring back at her...she looks deep into those familiar eyes...he smiles...he sees her...he knows her...he needs her. There's been days the need feels heavy...how can I do this?
She whispers...Jesus.
But those eyes...those lovely, familiar eyes that carry so many memories for her - even when he forgets...the same eyes she looked into for every life giving, life changing, life making moment. They've been with her through it all...in it all...for it all...even now.
If you asked her...how do you do this...how are you getting through this? There's no doubt that for her, love never fails...but if you listen close...if you lean in to hear the slightest of whispers you'll hear the word that hope and strength and life stems from...the whisper of love...Jesus.
Saving grace for today...and all those that follow.
~wanna read more? 1 Corinthians 13
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