there is a reason that humans have written about love for centuries. playwrights, poets and screenwriters alike bring stories of love to life and share them with the world. with confidence i can say that I know the reason and am privileged to be sharing a story of the extraordinary power of love. It is especially extraordinary for two reasons: one, that these words telling said love story are flowing through me again with ease; i am able to write again for the first time since my last post and two because it is inspired by my own family.
Let me begin by stating how honoured I was to bear witness to something so profound that it changed whatever I had carried with me about love to this day. this is how I know it to be true.
i dedicate this post to my little sister and her now husband who were joined by God in marriage yesterday.
she has always inspired me. she has an infectious energy. she is talented, athletic, smart and has become a wise and peaceful soul - admirable. i have had a unique relationship with her in childhood, through our youth and now as adults. I could be so bold as to say that I "gave her away" to be married too. and looking back on the first time I met her husband - it certainly felt like it!
they were fiercely connected from the beginning. almost as if they had no clue about the world around them and the lives that had changed from what they had found.
I fast forward through those years leading up to yesterday because it is so clear that those years no longer need explanation.
yesterday, my father walked her down the aisle. and as he walked i watched the entire scope of human emotion reveal itself in his face. when he finally took his about to be son in law's hand at the altar, that wall he had built to protect himself from the fear of that very moment seemed to appear in an instant. then they locked eyes, shook once, twice and with a profound gesture of love and acceptance it collapsed.
but it did not end there! that transcendant love continued to pour out of my father yesterday.
midway through dinner he took the microphone, in surprise to the entire room, and made a speech to his daughter and her new husband. he spoke of the sacred memories he held of his little girl, how she made him feel, the times they shared and how special their relationship was and is to him. and with impeccable timing, tremendous strength and conviction he spoke of the day his new son in law asked for my sisters hand. consequently it was also the first time they had met in person. he described how he felt so small after that encounter and thanked both of them for teaching him something in this life. he then concluded with the penultimate declaration of love - asking the newlyweds to have one hundred babies!
They always knew this day would come. and I know it now too because this kind of love is not a fairytale, it is the Truth. God has given us all a day to rejoice and be glad in the power of LOVE.
Bless!
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