Romantic Vibe

What do you do when your romantic vibe has been slowed to a drip instead of the usual blast from the fire hydrant?  We got a little caught up in the rush of the world and just missed each other’s “I love you” motives.  I was wrong. She was wrong. We reacted to each other’s needs wrong.  The testosterone began to build.  I tamed it with the major male weapon.  I shut it down. Then I shut down.  Estrogen pushed her into her feelings. Then she pushed.  The vibe was stale and still and the air was thick.  The difference in now and then is that we recognized what we needed to do to let the vibe flow through. We have both grown up.  I am not too proud to let my feelings be revealed and she has refused to sulk in hers.  We talked about how we each could have done better for each other.  We had a “safe conversation” that allowed us to see the wall the devil had designed and was attempting to building between us.  If you can’t hear my words please listen for the rhythm of my heart.  Your love is the spark that regulates each beat.  I love you sweetheart. Glad the Tomb is Empty.

Love this season

Love this season.  Reminds me of how blessed I am. I thank you Lord for this life you have afforded me.  “Lord knows” there were times that I did not honor or recognize you as “Lord” of my life.  I borrowed your strength and discarded your guidance. You let me live my life with a “toothless” pit bull named mercy forever hoping that you kept its teeth in a jar as I strayed away from you.  You poured your love into me while I was still in sin.  When I rejected your love, I could hear the nails in the distant being rammed into your hands and feet.  Yet and still… I proceeded to stray spiritually farther and farther away from you.  God, you matched my speed and evasive maneuvers and stayed constant in my life.  I love this season because it reminds me to be thankful for what you have given me, a fantastic life and grace in the form of my wife Janet. “Lord knows” I do not deserve the woman that rode with me in good times and some awful times. I have two daughters that make me laugh, cry, and pray without ceasing.  My prayer is that they got the best of me and learned to avoid the stumbles I try to make known.  I am thankful that if for only a moment in time I am able to guide the heart and mind of an incredible granddaughter you have allowed to inhabit my life.  Lord God I am so thankful for this life and the blessing you have allowed to trickled down. For all of these things I am thankful.    Glad the tomb is empty.

While I'm Away

Spent the weekend with my familiars without you my beloved.  My heart heard your love sing out my name when my ears couldn’t hear your voice. I closed my eyes and saw you standing there looking so amazing. I dreamed of your gentle touch and warm smile as I lay in an unfamiliar bed 1000 mile away and the rivers of your love flowed over me. I have long since stopped trying to hide the fact that you just do something to me.  What I haven’t revealed is that you do so much for me.  God made a path for you to see me when I was struggling to stay on His well paved road designed just for us. I marvel at how you bring clarity to our life when I struggle to make peace with myself.  These words are just one of the many ways I try to tell God how thankful I am that He thought enough of me to give me you.  My prayer is that I never grow faint in my pursuit to get this right and keep it right… in His eyes.  I won’t get another shot at a love like this.  Glad the tomb is empty.

I Don't Do Well When I'm Alone

I'm sorry I don’t do well when I am alone. When you are not here I tend to get lost in indecision.  I over analyze everything.  Scrambled eggs or over easy paralyzed me at the refrigerator.  By the time I got to the stove the kitchen was 10 degrees cooler.  I scrabbled because I knew that is what you would want.   When you were away I couldn’t write a word even though my thoughts were full of you. Got to the airport an hour early. I stood there waiting for you feeling anxious. I couldn’t wait to hold you and whisper in your ear something poetic and profound that would make you just melt into my arms.  I melted into yours before I could get the words out.  The sight of you coming towards me put life in perspective.  You are the life I can’t live without. My life begins and ends with you.  God knows and I am believing in His plan for me for you for us.  I pray without ceasing that my words can keep our hearts open to each other when the world would prefer they stay closed. I hope you don’t mind how I love.  Glad the tomb is empty…

God Said So

I was doing my prep work for the dinner, dicing greens peppers and onions. You swept (more like floated) through the kitchen without saying a word. I felt you before I saw you. Just a glimpse of you out of the corner of my eye put my fingers in danger. Your presence in my world is overwhelming at times. Nevertheless, there is no questioning of my sanity for what has to be impractical thoughts and feelings of you that creep into my day. I still “pine” for you when you are ...not near. Is it because your love flows through my veins and strengthens every beat of my heart? I love you Janet. God said so, the covenant says so. So, I make it so.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride. So, I love you because I know no other way than this, where I does not exist, nor you. So close that your hand on my chest is my hand, so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

Psalm 63:3 Because your steadfast love is better than life, my lips will praise you.

Your Weekend Away

My baby spent the weekend away from me. Kept busy trying not to think about you not being here. Wrote a few things that was on my mind. Just my thoughts... 


While we are apart, let my love tuck you in with sweet dreams. Let each silver star that lights the night sky remind you of every happiness we have known and the joy that is yet to be. Tonight, know that I am thinking of you, missing the rise and fall of your easy sleep, and looking forward to the time I can simply reach out in the dark to hold you close. Tomorrow morning when you wake up, know that I will be picturing what it is like to start the day with you, I will smile, imagining your sleepy eyes and that slept on hair that I find so adorable. Tomorrow have a good day, keep me close at heart… so much in love with you... Glad the tomb is empty

The Summer of 1977

The Summer of 1977 was the Greatest Summer of My Life… I will admit it. Marriage and life’s minutia and menagerie of inconsequential issues and circumstances can sometimes confuse and frustrate me. I learned through unnecessary trial and error that it doesn’t have to be so. My marriage is my most important ministry. Earlier in our marriage we didn’t have mentors or any one that was willing to walk alongside of us. We didn’t know what we needed. The tight rope of a relationship we held onto began to pop, one strand at a time. A few of my friends have heard me say this but God suggested to, asked me, and finally told me to just let her love you. She will love you not judge you. She can help you see how much you are worth to me. She will care for you when you can’t care for yourself. She will see the light in your eyes when no one else can. She will sit on the edge of life with you until you find your way back to heaven in my arms. She won’t run from the life I have for you both. She will let you be the man that I intend you to be because she is the woman I created just for you. There was only one requirement. I had to die to self and live to learn what God had planted deep in her heart. Only then would He give me access to her soul. Just let her love you and your lives will take flight. I love you Janet. Glad the tomb is empty.