Tuesday morning March 1st. I was up at three. The Emperor is working today and I had to get him up at four. Coffee thermos's to be made, clothes to get ready before I could wake him up. He is rather cranky when he gets up that early. But then you know how Emperor's are, right? I let "I" out and we both stood on the porch, peering out into the darkness. My Momma always said, "If March comes in like a lion, it will go out like a lamb." The chilly air, carried on a little wind nipped at us. I heard no roaring but then not a "Baa," either. Lion or Lamb, I'm just not sure. Maybe the day that lies just beyond the still dark skies will let me know just which it is.
I went with someone to get married Friday. Just the three of us, down to good old Miami. I certainly believe there has been thousands upon thousands making that trek to the little Wedding Chapel known as "Lavern's." It certainly hasn't changed much over the years. An entrance room, a smiling man keeping sentry by the door. Then the chapel itsself, decorated with an arch with plastic flowers. It brought back memeories, some good, some not so good. Many dreams has started from those few minutes spent in that little chapel. Some dreams taking a firm hold and bursting into flame that still burns after fifty years or more. Then of course is the dreams that lasted not much longer than the short, corny kind of special ceramony did.
I hope the one I attended does that very thing, bursts into a long lasting flame that will burn forever. Marriage is not an easy comitment these days. Not that it ever was. Its just it seems that years ago comitment was taken a little moire serious then than these days. Where divorce is almost as easy as buying a new car. Maybe easier if you don't have good credit. A few hundred dollars and its over, one piece of paper replaced by another. Then the two parties move on, looking for another to fill that empty spot. They fan a new flame with someone else and the process repeats itself.
Many will say and have said these last days that this marriage will not, cannot last. The problems they are facing probably much too strong to keep the flame burning long. But you know, I believe that Love can be a strong force. Stronger than any wild gale that may try so hard to extinguse the flame. Maybe all anyone needs is just someone who will say, "I will love you regrdless of your demons, regradless of your weakness's. But because after all don't we will all have demons or weakness's one way or the other. I prefer to believe God's love and one man's love can raise a wall so strong that life cannot ever put out their flame. Maybe I'm just a romantic but I believe.
My words this morning are tied with a red satin ribbon. Red stands for love you know. I think of all the dreams that every day are fighting the odds and burning brightly. I perfer to think of those and not the broken ones. I do not untie my words today. I throw them high, still tied tightly. Hoping they have more force that way and not bescattered. I think of the young couple as I head back home, "Good wishes," I shout. "May God always have your back." I'm outta here for one more day.
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