A Perfect Love

A Single kiss he gave me since the day we met
How tenderly he sent this kiss,
Deep hearted, pure, and scented still with love.
A perfect love.

I knew the language of that kiss,
"I love you" so it seemed to say,
"Forever here I'll be".
A perfect love.

Now he's gone, that only kiss
My only mem'ry of him.
"Forever here my love will stay,"
A perfect love.

from the heart...
Me - June 6, 1990

The Voice

It was a warm day in January with just enough of a nip in the air to make a true California winter day. The Sunday worship left me feeling hopefull but alone. More than anything I just wanted to be alone no one to talk to; no one to bother me; no one to attempt to pull me out of my dreariness. What better place to o that the lake, my lake.

Quickly I changed from my heels and a skirt to my white jeans and black sweatshirt. The memories of the last time I wore this same outfit flooded my head, but did I let that deter me? No! I headed straight for the hill with a quick stop at Taco Bell to satisfy my noisy stomach.

A quick flight up the windy hill landed me on a picnic table with my food and my Bible. Not my bulky Bible but, rather, my small children’s Bible. The one that daily reminds me to have the faith of a child. I read knowing not what or why I read. I just read. That’s when I decided to take my walk and that was the start or end or rather both of life as I knew it.

The water was calm and cloudy as only a big city lake water is. But still I walked until I stopped short only to notice the speckles of dust spotting my spotlessly white pants and that is when I first heard the voice. Listen to what it said:

“I created this earth with this in mind. On this day, at this precise minute you would be walking in this spot. That dirt was put here to spot your pants.”

Bewildered I continued on my walk only to stumble on the ugliest weed mass to ever cross my path and again I heard the voice:

“I created those weeds and they are beautiful to me. Daily I look at them and ponder their beauty.”

Continuing on I came up short when I saw two beautiful perfect ducks floating dead in the lake.

“I cried when they died.”

Was the voice I quickly heard.

Quickly I continued. Why was he bothering me? Why wouldn’t he let me wallow in my sorrows? Why couldn’t I just be alone? That’s when I came to the dock. Just a short platform rickety as it was the only thing that would keep me out of the murky unknown – if I chose to try it. Accept the challenge I did with deathly white knuckles grasping the railing I proceeded down the short strip. Standing on the edge I suddenly felt my grip loosen from it’s hold on the bar and peacefully I heard:

“Don’t worry, I’ve god you. I will always take care of you.”

With that I walked, or rather floated back to my car with the knowledge that He loves me. Never will I be alone. How can I worry when I will always have a promise like that? No matter the pain or the hardship my heart will endure I always will have my one true love. Nothing can or will ever take that from me.

If God is for you, who can be against you?

For the love of God, have the faith of a child. Pure, innocent, and sweet. A love that knows no pain. A love that will always endure. A love that no matter what will always forgive and embrace.

from the Heart...