November 18, 2010

  • The other side of the coin

    Lest those out there who are more than shallow think that I am of that ilk, there is more to my thoughts on the Theology of the Body than I have thus far expressed.  This side of the coin is a bit closer to home and much more difficult to express but far more important than the mere physical.  Again these thoughts are rough and haven't been revised in anyway.  There is time for all of that another day.

    Once they were tucked up tight for the night the man turned to his wife and smiled at her with all the love that had grown in his heart over the years of their marriage, "Words have never been my friend, you are so much more adept at them.  Tell me do you feel the love that I have for you in the same way that I feel yours?"

    Tears welled up in her eyes and she looked at him in amazement, "How could you not know that I feel your love, and appreciate it more than my own life."  With an earnestness that was almost childlike she held his eyes with hers and told him of the evidence of his devotion to her.  "You know my secrets, my sins, and my past and yet you love me.  You know my faults, failings, addictions and selfishness and yet here you are.  At the worst moments of our marriage, when I have pushed you beyond patience you have never once used any of it against me.  Never once have you revealed my insides to hurt me.  You encourage though you know I will fail once again."  She gazed at him with unutterable tenderness and said, "The scars of the flesh are easy to ignore and even easier to appreciate for the reasons that they were acquired.  It is the scars of the soul that you have had to contend with.  Those battles are the ones that you have neither understood nor have been a part of that you have undertaken to heal.  Those wounds that I have been able to bare before you, you have not ridiculed nor have they driven you away from you.  Rather you have shown countless times that they have only inspired greater love from you.  It is that nakedness of soul that shows me that your love is enduring and as true as the love that Our Lord showed for us when he stretched out his arms and died on the cross."

    Nestled deep in the safety and warmth of true love, not the love of novels or movies but the love that endures beyond the grave, they slept.

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