Memories float like wispy lace, just like the January snowflakes outside my hospital window. Faded snapshots these, but after all, it was 28 years ago. We had a new daughter, helpless and lovely, and he’d thanked me and brought lip balm for the panting of labor. Slow motion it fell (the lip balm) clatter rolling to the corner. Smiling Nurse picked it up, and handed it to me.
“My husband brought me that,” I bragged, all dreamy-pleased.
“I wish I’d married someone that thoughtful,” Nurse mused, voice trailing, just a tiny slice bitter, eyes drifting toward the snow.
We thought Wise Doctor was immersed in his chart, but he listened, and he spoke.
“It’s not about marrying the right person; it’s about being the right person.”
We were silent, for there was nothing more to say. How truly he spoke, Wise, Faith-Famous Doctor, and I’ve remembered his words always. I remember them today.
Soon, rare snow melted into spring and summer and fall, around and around, dizzy. Somehow, somewhere across the days and months and miles I looked more to the mirror and less to my husband, and gradually, I forgot to clutch, nails dug in. He shrugged loose of my grip and the contracts he never read or signed burst over his head, like iridescent bubble fireworks.
Fast forwarded and free, he blinks (new sunlight). Muscles stretching, he turns to run, for jogging is something he loves. Stopping, he remembers me, and turns, slow-smiling.
“Are you coming?” he asks, voice gentle, tender.
Yes, I’m coming. Forever and always, yes. Oh, thank you, Wise Doctor. And thank You, Wise Lord.
Search me, O God, and know my heart. Test me, and know my thoughts. Point out anything in me that offends you, and lead me along the path of everlasting life.
Psalm 139: 23 & 24, New Living Translation
Do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit, but in humility consider others better than yourselves. Each of you should look not only to your own interests, but also to the interests of others. Your attitude should be the same as that of Christ Jesus…
Philippians 2: 3-5, NIV
The wisdom that is from above is first pure, then peaceable, gentle, willing to yield, full of mercy and good fruits, without partiality and without hypocrisy.
James 3:17, NKJV