Thursday, February 14, 2013

Opposites To Perfection

"Maybe it’s because you’re so proper. Your necktie is never crooked, and your shoes are always shiny. And your shirts are so starchy. Sometimes when I look at you, I want to tear off all your buttons. Or set your trousers on fire." from It Happened One Autumn.

You hang up your shirts all facing one way, all the white shirts together, the same with blue and black. All your pants are color coded. You put trees in your shoes. Your socks are rolled up together and in rows in your dresser. Your cash is in ascending denominations, face forward, in your wallet.

Two of my socks go into the dryer and one comes out. I wear mismatched socks otherwise I would not wear any socks at all. I select my outfits for the day based on what is "on top" (of the pile on the cedar chest). I cannot put my clothes in the closet because it is full of your clothes. I cannot put my mismatched socks in the dresser because my drawers are full of rocks and shells and other interesting stuff given to me by children who have befriended me. I have dollar bills in every pocket and change everywhere.

You write music. I write poetry. You kiss with your eyes shut. Mine are open. You want black coffee for breakfast and I want cold left over meatballs. You will take my screw-ups to your grave. I publish yours on my blog or use them as sermon illustrations.

You would give me the last morsel of food left on earth and I would make you eat half. You would offer me your coat in a snowstorm and I would button it around both of us.

You give me your first prayer of the day and I give you my last prayer before sleep.

God gives us everything in between now and forever.

How blessed we are.

Happy Valentine's Day to my noble, wonderful and very neat husband.



  1. "How blessed we are." Ahhhhh! You sure are! "Two are better than one; because they have a good reward for their labour.For if they fall, the one will lift up his fellow: but woe to him that is alone when he falleth; for he hath not another to help him up. Again, if two lie together, then they have heat: but how can one be warm alone?" Eccl.4:9-11 Love -RS!

  2. I don't know how to say how much I love this. It's a pleasure to eavesdrop on love (the Real Thing). -K

  3. I love it. It's a beautiful reality.