Today as we celebrate my brother’s wedding, it is the perfect time to celebrate and remember our own love.

It is the perfect time to remind ourselves to love each other, even in those moments when it is a struggle to like each other.

It is the perfect time to make laughter the soundtrack of our song.

It is the perfect time to remember that a strong marriage rarely has two strong people at the same time.

It is the perfect time to remember to communicate everything even when it is easier to withhold.

It is the perfect time to learn to forgive freely and to humble ourselves to ask for forgiveness when we are wrong.

It is the perfect time to remember that the little things in a relationship like holding a door or holding a hand, matter a lot.

So we remember the beginning,

and pray together for what is to come

while we live in the now,

despite the mess.

That is love.

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Poetic translation ….

That is Love

Song of Songs 3:4

In the moments we celebrate

in the times our minds retell

it is the perfect time to remind ourselves

of the beauty in which we fell.

For the little things matters

like holding a door or even a hand

so remember the beginning

and pray together for what is to come

while living in the now

for I found the one my heart loves

to have and to hold, and never let go

that is love –

love, that will forever grow.

In the moments we struggle

in the times that we get it all wrong

it is the perfect time to remind ourselves

to make laughter the soundtrack of our song.

For the little things matters

like holding a door or even a hand

so remember the beginning

and pray together for what is to come

while living in the now

for I found the one my heart loves

to have and to hold, and never let go

that is love –

love, that will forever grow.

In the moments we do not feel strong

in the times it is easier to withhold

it is the perfect time to communicate

to forgive and humbly ask to be forgiven

it is how love stays courageous and strong.

For the little things matters

like holding a door or even a hand

so remember the beginning

and pray together for what is to come

while living in the now

for I found the one my heart loves

to have and to hold, and never let go

that is love –

love, that will forever grow.

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