There is this Man....

Dear God,

There is this man: He makes my heart sing, he makes my body purr, he makes me hopeful that there is really a thing called "true love". The kind of love that is both deep and playful, the kind of love that is expressed with tears of joy and laughter and sometimes sadness. A love that can't be denied.

He tells me he loves me even when I am unlovable.

He shows me that he loves me time and time again, and he accepts my love with an openness, a familiarity that feels ancient - like it was written on the stars.

I think that we are mutually disruptive to the other's ability to think in straight lines.

(straight lines are overrated)

The world just makes more sense when he stands close to me.

He is both thoughtful and impulsive, and he draws me in.

This jester, tender father, child of God, and friend to many is the one with whom I want to ponder life's big questions. I want to sometimes agree, sometimes disagree and always make-up with him. I want to pray with him, cry with him, laugh, eat and drink with him.

I long to spend all of my remaining days with him Lord, to grow old with this wonderful man you have created.

I will treasure him.