more than the forever of
the dearest childhood memory
or the taste of a first kiss
I loved you now in a way
that went backwards
and forwards in the same instant
and never disappeared
I loved you with all the looking
my eyes would ever do
and all the touching that could
live in tactile memories
I loved you before there was you
when you were only a promise
when you were a prophecy
passing over my lips
I loved you in all the times
that were not in-time
but were instead in-God
and came from His thoughts
I loved you then and in all
the days unborn
in moments unbaptized
unnamed and unknown
I loved you once and forever
without amendments or fine print
without treaties or lawyers
or the sound of snow breaking branches
I only loved you
(A poem for my sweet husband John's birthday)
-by Kat Cavanaugh LaMantia
January 2, 2014
when you don’t follow the advice of those who delight in wicked schemes,
When you avoid sin’s highway,
when judgment and sarcasm beckon you, but you refuse.
For you, the Eternal's Word is your happiness.
It is your focus—from dusk to dawn.
You are like a tree,
planted by flowing, cool streams of water that never run dry.
Your fruit ripens in its time;
your leaves never fade or curl in the summer sun.
No matter what you do, you prosper.