O Lord, You have heard the desire of the humble; You will strengthen their heart, You will incline your ear to vindicate the orphan and the oppressed…
Staring out the door window of a classroom into the hallway beyond, I only wanted the two hours to end. But then a handsome man walked by; I saw him in barely a flash, but was struck. How handsome! Had I seen who I thought I’d seen? A moment later I saw him again: he’d came back to glance through the window and bestow the cool rain of his winning smile upon my parched desert of a heart. I waved un-ostentatiously (it was class) and grinned in return, happy that my husband felt me worth a second glance and a smile.
Although I try to avoid sappiness on this blog, I’d like to say that this interaction characterizes how we’ve communicated during our tenure in college. It’s a haphazard thing because of our other responsibilities; at times school takes precedence over time together, and each acknowledges that. Here I sat in class and he passed by with other tasks at hand. But still we take a moment out to share something special together. The instant of intimacy that is strengthened by another and another until a we’ve formed a firm lasting bond based on thousands of small, loving interactions. It’s the reassurance of constancy despite business and hurry, it’s taking that moment to speak or show love that keeps me going during some of the hardest times.
– KF –