The Marriage Proposal

I commit to have with you only
Oneness
Of spirit and soul and body
Oneness
Of living
Oneness
Of life
Oneness
Of possession
Oneness
Of fellowship
Oneness
If you would have me similarly
And so choose to marry me
We’ll seal it before the Spirit
By our word and our heart

The Happiness of Commitment

One of the purest, or truest, expressions of love is commitment. What’s romantic in the modern sense about commitment? Sounds dry compared to passion, and laughter, and fun, and ….
It says in a way that love may not be sweet all the time, but still pleasing, regardless. It agrees that feelings matter, but are not everything. Inside commitment, we find care, respect, knowledge, and responsibility. Foundation for a lifetime of bliss; happiness, if you will.

‘Spanked my children sometimes, yet they run to me every time. Sometimes I feel that they see much more than I could, or would, having grown up and all. I want to be as a kid again. Their eyes are one with their hearts. And the light of love comes out of them so bright that I wonder; I could almost cry for joy for the sight of such beauty. Love is beautiful. I am happy for it.

They see me or their mother changing their diapers in the fellowship of the perfume of ‘pu.’ They see love. We instruct, correct, train, shout, ground, support, hail, carry … And they see love. We go out and come home: it’s all love. I am happy for it.

It was exciting when they met; they could barely keep away from each other for any length of time. They tied the knot, children followed, …. He owned her; she owned him; both of them slaves to their commitment. Where is the love? It is here, in who we are now. I am happy for it.

If we let go of some joys, it was to great joy because it came out of love. We have a new happiness despite the daily grind. It has come with its own excitement and reward. You will see it clearly if you want to be one. It will be ‘easy’ because you are one; there shall be no regrets. Perfect love, the great book says, sets all fears aside. … For you did not receive a spirit of fear, but of power, of love, and of wise discretion. [1 John 4:18, 2 Tim 1:7]

The Purpose of Law

The need for law is the need to make a man a certain kind of man; to make a society a certain kind; to make a system a certain kind. It says that the man, or the system, has a potential/tendency to decay, deteriorate, or dissipate energy wastedly; to attain to an undesirable state, one that flows from the opposite of truth or the accepted facts.

What are we really doing when we make laws for our children and ourselves?
Every law that the government produces makes a statement, not just of what is legal, but also of what we should aspire to: how it wants us to be. Law is a codification of the ethics (imposed rules) of our existence, citizenship, and residence.

The purpose of law is to make the perfect man; the purpose of law is to make the ideal citizen; the purpose of law is to make the ideal society. But the ideal does not exist where the law exists, otherwise there would be no need for law.

If full love ruled, then perfection would be real. Husbands, fully love your wives, and wives, your husbands. (Love for your children is implicit in loving your spouse.) Imperfect people leading ideal lives.

So the law functions to train one’s conscience. Your conscience is the arbiter of personal convictions. Convictions which may be of truth, or falsehood in the guise of facts or feelings. The law trains us, like the media tries to do.

Thank You—May 2015

I’m so grateful for the grace and mercy
that family have represented to me
I’m happy that I’m of benefit to them beyond being blood
Beyond the covenant that we share

From birth till now
and certainly tomorrow
the warmth of family warms my heart
to appreciation

Appreciation

Thinking it
Feeling it
   Doing it

To family beyond blood
As kindred spirits
Friends of my heart
‘Tis gratitude that ye are

Dialogues of a Certain Mr and Mrs

She came in to music
The tangos that she loves
Lifting her to a high
In the house of her home

He had put them in a playlist
listening and enjoying
The massage of the music
Waiting without waiting
For the wife of his heart

We see
We smile
We talk
We kiss
We hug
We talk
We laugh
We talk
We smile
We dance
We laugh
We talk
We kiss
We kiss
We talk
We laugh
We play

Have u eaten?
Yes. ‘Couldn’t wait, ’twas getting late.
Are u hungry?
Not really,
Snacked on chocolat an hour ago.
Buuuut…
Buuuut?
I would have you though.
Well, I’m in your grip.
Heaven, I know
You know what I mean.

Silence
Silence
A kiss
More silence

The silence of peace
The peace of communion
The communion of spirits
The spirit of marriage
At home in their arms
And in their lives intertwined

It’s 20 years already
That’s so true
You were up quite early. Couldn’t sleep?
Yea
Did I wake you?
You do sleep like a guard
I can’t move in bed without your notice
[Smack]
O O O O hhehehe
It’s unlike you
Aaaaa had a nap yesterday evening
So had to wake up too early

Took more time than usual for my prayers
You were in prayer four hours and more
Haha, well …
We do love HIM
Yes we do
And there was much to be said
Any desire in your heart
I’m one with you in it
We’ll see things unfold in their time
Tell me! Don’t being cryptic
Ooooo it was …. and the usual
Up for more?
My time now
Knackered
That would be later
Have fun

It’s been 30 years
And I’ve never wanted for sweetness from your lips
Your kiss isn’t just a kiss
Your sigh isn’t just a sigh
The fundamental covenant still applies as time goes by

How would I cease to write
When I have you in my soul
Your love stirs my mouth to say these words
Stirs my thoughts to write them down
To speak of your beauty and your charm
Of your heart and your mind
And the quirks that are so just you

How would I cease to speak
When I have inspiration that is you
One whom I love fully
For whom, I died and live truly

The flow of nature is this
Everything running its course
My being and my living revolves around you

You are my joy from God
Mercy and grace to me
Heartmate
Soulmate
Lifemate

Are we going out to dine tonight?
Let’s stay home today
It’s a Saturday!
And the kids might want to give us a surprise of some sort
Hhehehe, no surprise there 🙂
🙂 True 🙂

Our plan is ours to make. Their’s is their’s
They’ll find a way to thrill us I’m sure
You taught them well
We’ll go out tomorrow then

You marry and live for your spouse
You have kids and live for them too

The children, the children
Leave them alone
They’ve left us home alone
I miss them
Me too
But I’ve always missed you more when you were away
We go together then?

Right, we’re not God
Why worry so much
We did do our best
And the gaffes
O God help us
Well, actually, He has

The ball’s in their court now
We can’t stop being parents
The have brains
Sometimes we suspend wisdom
Or don’t know what to do
Like us at different times
Haha, yes
I remember …

You were a little jittery
Dragging your words initially
But I had said yes looong before you asked
You deserve a smack again for waiting so long
It’s a happy day so I’ll do that tomorrow
Our day is 50 years old you know 🙂
Haha, indeed
I love you

After We Got Married

After I got married
Everything I had
Ceased to be just mine
It was my spouse’s too

After you got married
Everything you did
Was more than for you
It was for spouse too

After we got married
We indeed got married
From everything we were
One life emerged

It was only two hours but it was enough (V2)

There was so much to say; so much to talk about.
It’s been quite a few years between then and now.

My! Ma cher, you’re all grown up!
And still the eight year old wonder I used to know.
You’re not much changed,
But no longer a little woman.

Chuckles and giggles and all sorts of laughter heralded our walk.
They hopped with us the two hours as we went along.

There was still much not said;
There was not all shared.
It could’ve almost never ended.
Time and chance seemed unfair,
But we were grateful for the time and the chance.
It wasn’t about words.

I have to leave now.

– signed, granpa

It was only two hours, but it was enough.

My! Ma cher, you’re all grown up.
And still the eight year old wonder I used to know.
You’re not much changed,
But no longer a little woman.

Chuckles and giggles and all sorts of laughter heralded our walk.
They hopped with us the two hours as we went along.

There was so much to say, so much to talk about.
It’s been quite a few years between then and now.

There was still much not said;
There was a lot to share.
It could’ve almost never ended.
Time and chance seemed unfair,
But we were grateful for the time and chance.

It wasn’t about words.

I have to leave now.

– signed, gran-p