For Dillon, on wedding day, July 29th, 2016.
It was a love story from the start, my Boy— In the beginning, God created … us to love.
He set galaxies in motion, placed a tiny blue sphere in their midst, and formed the heart of man there—all in the name of Love.
But something—someone—was amiss. A final creation, this complement to man taken straight from his side, a part of him, yet her own, created equally in the image of their Creator.
He called her Woman.
God gave her to him, and He is giving her to you. And Love has its way again.
You see, Son, there is no greater beauty in all God’s mysterious design, in all His majestic glory and wondrous existence—nothing usurps Love.
For love alone we were birthed and for love He died. For love people sacrifice all they have and all they ever hope to receive. Love empowers us to do what we’d never have considered because we simply can’t refuse once its sweetness consumes us.
And yeah … it. is. sweet.
Love—the grandest gift this world has ever witnessed. From Creation’s story to Cross and Glory, He has revealed His love.
And we? Oh, we are too often obliviously unaware of the blessing, how we unwrap the present and breathe it in and Love itself is ours forever (worth repeating here … Love Himself is ours forever!), then turn around and ditch the very thing He's been gracious enough to give, toss it out like rotton vegetables found in the back of crispers.
Oh Child, we are fools to throw the gift away!
Hear these words, my Boy (do you sense the desperateness here?). Pin them to your heart while it's soft and penetrable:
When Love comes hard to give and easy to withhold, when strains and stresses swallow you whole and solitude seem to be your answer … choose Love.
When words turn sour and the world turns seductive, don’t turn from the Spirit. Turn sensitively to Love.
Keep on loving, My Boy, when it’s not the popular thing to do. When everything in your gut says it’s not worth it anymore, says it’d be better some other way—don’t believe it, Son. It is a lie from the father of lies, and he’ll bite for blood because he doesn’t care how you hurt in the end. His objective is to fool you, to destroy what God has joined together—to make. you. bleed.
Don’t be the fool, Son. Be the wiser. Blood already spilled so yours doesn’t have to. Love made a way so you can have peace!
There is no “easy” marriage (so don’t go believing that lie either), and there is no “easy” way out. Contrary to the latest Bachelor episode or Hollywood blockbuster or newsstand tabloid, Love isn’t a feeling that comes and goes at our convenience. It is not some cheap piece of luggage we pack and unpack based on whether or not it serves our needs.
Love is a deliberate, conscious choice to give. To sacrifice. To stay when everyone else leaves. To keep the ring on. To forgive when bitterness fights for Love’s place (and it will, Son, believe me, Bitterness WILL try to root in Love’s place).
But we’re not only given this incredible ability to choose—yeah, to decide to love until death parts us—but to learn from our Creator’s example how to choose Love.
“Not my will, Father, but Yours be done.”
The words slipped from His lips when it wasn’t easy. When stresses and strains swallowed Him whole. When it would have been much easier to walk away. He gave that to you, Son, an example of real manhood, an undying commitment to a covenant— His choice … to Love.
And so it is…
You’ll be committing soon—to Love forever—to lifetime covenant. But what is a lifetime in eternity? It is but a blink, worth every investment of infinite Love.
I remember how much you boys enjoyed Disney’s “The Lion King” when you were little. Daddy and I watched it the other night with your sister and cousin. There came this scene when the young lion Boy grew up. He chose to leave for Pride Rock, to take his rightful place as King there. His two buddies who had watched and helped him grow, Timon and Pumbaa, burst into tears, wailing and squalling at the thought of losing their beloved Simba.
And your Mama’s heart resonated with the animated characters! (Insert lump in throat and teary wink here.)
But of course, the story doesn’t end there. Simba, doing what his Father had inspired, encouraged, and called him to do, set out to Love. And the great “Circle of Life” continued. And Timon and Pumbaa? Oh, they were overwhelmed with joy because Love had found its way into their Simba’s heart and he was right where he was supposed to be.
So go love her, my Boy. Embrace love with all that is in you. Let His perfect Love guide you and your Bride into a reflection bond of God’s great love for humanity.
Take her there, Son, into the mysterious, beautiful arms …
"If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal. And if I have prophetic powers, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have all faith, so as to remove mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give away all I have, and if I deliver up my body to be burned, but have not love, I gain nothing.
Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never ends…
So now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; but the greatest of these is love."
(1 Cor. 13:1-8a,13)
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