Quiet. Still. The autumn air has moved in as though it was invited, and for the first time in weeks – perhaps months – my world is at rest.
The galvanized steel pails have returned to their shelves.
The satin, brown bows have been untied.
The flowers have been hung to dry.
And, the people… the people have all returned home.
Us, too. And, that’s the crazy thing. It’s “us” now. We are the Dahlkes, the couple that lives in the little tan house, the family that has just begun. With a few little words, and a couple of signatures, a covenant made and a simple pronouncement, we are something new. Just like that two journeys are stilled, two paths are merged and then pronounced one.
So, I’ll take this little pause with the autumn air and the chirping birds. I’ll sit here for a moment on this quiet deck. I’ll be still, yes, quiet, and marvel at what God has done.
And, the two became one.
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