Friday night it snowed and snowed and snowed. Nate turned 9 early, we had his party that nite. 10 kids and a wild time. After the official party came the unofficial snow party, our 3 boys digging through last years winter wear and boots. Desperately flinging "too small" or "too big" coats and hats around, they finally settled into whatever fit ran outside for night-time frolic in the first snow of the season. Steve and I just found the bed and crashed into the soft, warm quilts.
This weekend, I learned again what love is. A son's birthday, an aching heart, an argument in a thrift store, a burning for another, calm water, vunerablity with spiritual brothers and sisters, a patch of snow, a hand on a shoulder, prayer and pain, reconciliation, a breath of pine and moss, the wildness and the wilderness, shouldering anothers sorrow and letting go of one's own. A universe of life-learning packed into our finite lives. God never meant for love to be easy, the best lovers are born wearing a crown of thorns.
I was born/I was born to be with you
In this space and time/After that and ever after I haven't had a clue
Only to break rhyme/This foolishness can leave a heart black and blue
Only love, only love can leave such a mark
But only love, only love can heal such a scar
I was born/I was born to sing for you
I didn't have a choice but to lift you up
And sing whatever song you wanted me to
I give you back my voice/From the womb my first cry,
It was a joyful noise...
Only love can leave such a mark
But only love, only love can heal such a scar
Justified till we die, you and I will magnify
The Magnificent
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