He looked down at her tired and wasted body. But he saw the fifteen year old girl he fell in love with on that playground so many years ago. He saw the 21 year old bride walking down the aisle toward him. He saw the 26 year old mother of three smiling as he came in the door from night school. He saw so many more images from over the years. He saw beauty, and grace, and sweetness, and love.
The man leaned over and kissed her. "If this beauty is a hint of the beauty of God, then this is a God I can love. If your goodness is a hint of the goodness of God, this is a God I can love. If our love is a hint of God's love for us, this is a God I can love. Mary, you show me what God must be like, and I love you for it. Be still and go with God now."
She took one last breath and was gone. And he cried a little, not for her death but for the wonder of the life she had given him -- a 53 year love affair that never ended.
And he would keep her in his heart until it was his time to go, and the love affair would go on forever. He smiled at the thought.
Written by Joe Scullion
|Joe and Mary Scullion with grandson PJ in 1986|