saving love
you're my princess, he tells me. cups my face in his hands.
flash-back to bonnie, gentle nurse. i watched her
take husband
gary's face in her hands,
kiss him
then get
murdered. missionaries in lebanon, serving
the hate-filled.
their love was strong, but not enough to save them.
i turn, tears splash his hands and he holds me tight.
we'll cling until they rip us
apart. knowing --
there's only one whose love can truly
save.
5 Comments:
Em this is really powerful. I guess the ultimate love is to die for your cause, and not being afraid enough to stand back. I think you're stronger than you know.
love,
a.
Sorry such a tender action triggered an unhappy memory. But even tragic memories, shared, bond us closer.
'Tis blessing to know we're eternally safe in the Lord's love - whate'er may come in this life.
I miss Bonnie too. Did you read Gary's book yet?
no, i haven't read it yet but i've ordered it for review -- can i ask who wrote this comment?
It's your Canadian bud who left Lebanon on that awful day. I've tried phoning you every now and again this past month, but no luck. I had the crazy idea of inviting you up for a visit. Can you believe that it's been 3 years?
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