This man I exchanged rings with, tall, dark haired, and broad shouldered, helps me tuck clean sheets around mattress, and tells me he is going to massage my back. This man, who lost sleep last night due to my pain-filled, fitful slumber, wants to help soothe the ache and the pain away, shoo it off so I can find rest tonight. He spends time massaging oil into my back and shoulders, calves and feet, kneading out the tension and soreness as best he can, before tucking me between clean sheets, plugging in heating pad to deliver warmth to my spine, and going to gather my nighttime meds and cold water.
He has always amazed me, this man, with his ability to love me so well. He has taken tender care of me post-op times five, when depression reared its ugly head, through loss & grief, through episodes of extreme pain, and now, when chronic illness came to call.
And somehow, despite all of my weaknesses, this man, this one I love, is still happy to spend forever with me.
All I can think is that God truly knows my needs. And since He knows the end from the beginning and sees the future, He knew that I would need this man.
This man, with his unconditional love, has been the closest thing I have encountered to God and His “unbreaking, never-ending, never giving up, always-and-forever love.”*
This is how Christ loves us, His bride! Not willing to spend forever without us, despite our flaws and weaknesses.
How loved are we?
*If you have young children at home, I whole-heartedly recommend the Jesus Storybook Bible.