To my husband, my Michael…
Holy is the hush of down-covered snuggling when we are side by side.
Sounds of breaths and whispers only as night slips into day. Sacred moments of you and me.
For it is us, husband and wife, together in Him who is holy. Our best beautiful.
And the us He created is becoming.
For we crossed a bridge that warm June morning high above the river, didn’t we? And we crossed hallowed ground inside our hearts with vows to keep skin apart and holy until the fullness of time.
And love linking wholly. No impious regrets this time. Only sweet, unspeakable joy in a gift divine like never before.
Breathless with holy love.
Taking off and running hard, you and me, yielding hearts of holes, Holy Spirit wind at our back. And we are filling for we are caught and the Holy will never let us go. We cling to each other, three-strand secure.
Remembering in moments rare the not holy and the shame — too much before we met but also moments godless in this marriage. We have miles to go. We slip off our shoes, feet washed, and the ground we tread is holy. Falling on faces. Forgiveness like mercies new. And all these moments of us and our marriage bring us closer to Him and to each other, to home, and to all that is true, pure.
For the bridges we crossed have become the crosses we bear and there is un-doing as our union bears us across waters deep and wide and fierce.
Do you hear it? Still small breeze blows, gentling the waters.
Hush, be still…and it became perfectly calm.
And it is this undoing of two hard and becoming one softly that is holy. For better. For worse. For all the in-between moments of our journey. One life shared one breath at a time.
Our once-upon-an-aching hearts hold hands with Him who holds us always and He ushers us into wholeness.
And a waning moon yawns sleepy on the horizon and holy is the hush as the down is pulled up.
Sounds of breaths and whispers only.
Sacred moments slipping into silence.
And all of it breathing holy…
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And bless you, dear Amber Haines for an opportunity to share a Marriage Letter at your lovely writing space. February’s theme is “What you call holy.” And readers are welcome to join in and write a letter, too.