Forgive me a simple post, today, but it makes me so happy I can't help but share it with the world.
I just looked down and caught a shining glint.
My wedding ring.
It's so beautiful that I've not yet become accustomed to its charms; the little diamond surrounded by a simple white gold scroll still distracts me when it catches the sun just right.
The best lighting, I've found, is in our church. There, my diamond sparkles and glistens like a still pond on a clear Summer day. Indulge me a bit further while I wax utterly sentimental, but it looks just like my husband's eyes when he's got a good joke that he's bursting to tell.
Because that's just it, this humble token, for all its intrinsic beauty, brings the most joy from the recollection of the one it represents. It's a constant reminder of my husband, my hero, who placed it so tenderly on my finger. I love pondering his virtues throughout the day; thinking about him, remembering a funny story he's told me, or recalling the laugh he only uses when he's particularly pleased. He's so dear to me!
I can't help but blush with delight and wonder at the marvel, the treasure, the love that is God's vocation for us.
What does your engagement/wedding ring look like? Any good stories to go with it?
