Good evening my friends, I pray your day has been a great one and that you are now home and ready for some rest and relaxation.
In prayer this evening I lifted prayers for you and yours asking God to provide you with peace, calm, comfort and joy. I asked Him to bless me and my family with our needs and to bless all of us with his forever love. I lifted all of the prayers requested of me today and prayed fervently for healing for those suffering and battling disease and sickness. I asked our Father in heaven to touch our hearts each day this week with seeing where there is need and then prompting us to execute! I asked all of these mercies and blessings in the name of our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ. Amen
Tonight I am posting a LOVE story that is simply put....very sweet...and I am so happy to say that I am of an age where I know what it is to sit in silence and hold hands with my love, we many times do not have to speak...just the warmth and the security of a held hand says it all. I hope you enjoy this and can relate to the message, if you cannot, I pray that one day you will! God bless each of you!!!
The Tender Caress
Author: Unknown
Michael and I did not know when the waiter put the plates on our table. At the time we were sitting in a small restaurant, hidden from the busy Third Street, in New York City. The smell of fresh served blintze did not interfered with our conversation. In fact, we let the blintze soaked in the sour cream sit there. We just enjoyed the conversation so much that we forgot to eat.
Our conversation was so delighted though we did not speak about important things. We laughed and spoke about the movie which we have just watched the night before and arguing about the meaning in our literature seminar. He told me about the maturity step to adulthood when he only responded if someone called him "Michael" and pretend not to hear if they called him "Mikey". Was that at the age 12 or 14 ? He did not remember but he recalled his mother cried and said that he became a man too fast. When we tasted the blueberry blintzes, I told him that my brother and I used to pick wild blueberries when visiting our cousins on their farm. I remembered I always ate my share before we went home and my aunt always warned that I might get a stomachache. But of course, it never happened.
While our fun conversation continued, my eyes went across the room and stoped on the corner. An elderly couple sat there. The woman wearing a flowered dress with faded color, the same with the pillow where she laid her pallid handbag. The man's head shined just like the bold egg and was eating very slowly. The woman chewed her oatmeal very slowly too, seemed with very much effort.
But what made my mind think about them was the silence around them. It seemed like the melancholy emptiness filled their corner. When our conversation became the whisper, from the confession to judges, the silence of the couple disturbed me. How sad, I thought, if there was nothing at all to talk about. Was there any pages in each other's life they had not read ? What if it happened to us ?
Michael and I paid our bill and went on. When we passed the corner where the couple sat, my wallet fell to the floor. When I stooped to get it, I saw, under the table, they were tenderly holding each other's hand. They were eating in silence while holding each other's hand ! I stood upright.
I was very touched to see the simple yet the very meaningful action reflecting the close relationship of the couple. I felt special being allowed to see it.
The tender caress the old man's hand to his wife's wrinkled and tired fingers, filled, not only what I though was an empty corner, but it filled my heart too.
Their silence was not the uncomfortable emptiness like the one we used to have after the jokes we had on our first date. It was not that. Their silence was the pleasant and relaxing one, it was the expression of the tender love and it did not always need the words to express it.
They might spend their hours like this in the morning. Maybe this morning was no different from yesterday, but they enjoyed it with peace. There enjoying their partner for what they are.
When me and Michael were out of the restaurant, I thought, maybe it would be nothing bad at all if some day we have something like that. Maybe, we will become the expression of the tender and complete love.
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