Monday, November 9, 2009

Beautiful, cause that's the only way to say it


There are many things around each and every one of us that are aesthetically beautiful. God has painted a palette of color and has danced them around in all things that we can see everyday. We often take those things for granted, until they change colors and become something we overlooked previously. Fall leaves, butterflies, etc.

Sometimes we have to look beyond the obvious, but the beauty still remains. Two of my bestest peoples in my life happened to be married to each other. They, by themselves, are attractive, Godly, great people. They, as a single married unit, are one of the most stunningly beautiful creations I've ever seen. Knowing them for several years I've seen them go from irritating each other worse than poison ivy to only being able to bloom in each others presence. E & B have crawled around in the ditches of life with each other, succumbed to the chrysalis of being one and have emerged as a wonderful reminder of what marriage is.

B talks about his wife in such a sweet manner. Holding her up in a light of respect and it's so obvious his love for her. And E is quite an amazing wife. She being a vegetarian and allergic to dairy oddities cooks for he and the kids such amazing courses of food daily, containing things she can't or choses not to consume. She nurtures, teaches, loves so unselfishly. Granted we all have our moments of fit and turmoil, but she knows....she loves, she does it so well. B talks about how wonderful his wife is when it comes to their marriage, she let's nothing tear it up. Nothing. We can all let things come between us sometimes.... "E lets us fight about it and argue, then NEVER again is it EVER brought up. The fight is fought all of the way through right then and there. No questions asked and then I never have to worry that it will come between us again, because she knows and doesn't let it penetrate our solid marriage again." The way he talks about her and she about him is a testimony to how they have let God paint their marriage. Beauty people. Beautiful love in a beautiful marriage. God is the center there and it shows.

Sometimes we must look deeply around us in the nooks and crannies of our lives to understand beauty on a much deeper dimension than we're used to. Peering around the peeling colors of fall, into the icy blues and crisp grays of winter to realize that beauty lies deep within our lives and those relationships around us. My marriage outnumbers theirs by three times as long. I am still waiting to paint the picture of love and beauty that they do. It's not in your face, it's not a constant reminder of how I have failed, but a slow, steady, warm cup of cinnamon tea that encourages me to be a better wife and mother. Beauty.

2 comments:

mormonhermitmom said...

Sounds like the marriage my grandparents had. They passed away within weeks of each other, and we grandchildren were glad Grandpa didn't have to live without Grandma long. I'm sure they're rocking heaven together!

Elizabeth said...

I'm crying......

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