Saturday, November 27, 2010

Brides

Two girlfriends are recently engaged to be married. Both are suddenly being loved by real men who are mature, grounded, and generous. Neither one has experienced anything similar in previous relationships.

This thing they are experiencing doesn't resemble the Hollywood model of lust, infatuation, or obsession.

For both of them it is a mature, long friendship that time and circumstances turned into romance, then wrapped in intimacy. Heart, mind, body, and soul. It was lagniappe on both accounts. Unexpected.

Both are older gals. They have known trouble and despair. Each in her own way has felt hopeless of ever knowing a future including a loving companion.

If you could see their faces. They shine. The room brightens when they walked in. They both look ten years younger. These women were pursued by men who took the initiative in wooing. The grooms wait impatiently to make them beloved brides. The wedding plans are unfolding with delight and joy.

It will be special to be a guest at their weddings.

Wait a minute! We are The Bride. Shouldn't our faces shine, too?

7 comments:

S. Etole said...

You make an excellent point ...

M.L. Gallagher said...

Ahhh.... always the Bride.

Heart song to you today my friend. You are such a beautiful melody in my life.

Susan said...

Ahhhh... I can feel their joy!

Maureen said...

I see yours shining most days.

Touching post!

shrinkingthecamel.com said...

Great story, as usual, Kathleen.

My daughter (18 y.o.) just broke up with her boyfriend of 2 years. He was a good guy, but is not worthy. I tell her that I will pray, and she will find her man, at the right time. She's still so young.

Kathleen Overby said...

In our world, later is better it seems. Then the throw away one doesn't have to leave collateral damage and kids strewn about? Thanks for talking with me all of you.

JeffHolton said...

I wish this thought weren't rare (for society or for myself), but it's when I remember that I am the beloved bride of Christ that I remember just how magnificently I'm supposed to treat my own beloved wife.