Photo by Ashwini Chaudhary
I love the fact that the sky is always changing, never exactly the same, sometimes subtly different, sometimes breathtakingly so. Last night the moon was a shimmering crescent cradled by a perfectly-formed diamond of zelkova branches. It was one of the loveliest, most magical works of art I’ve ever seen.
And then it struck me: “No one else on earth has ever seen this masterpiece, or ever will. It was made just now, just for me.” I tried to capture it with my phone, but digital light sensors can’t sense magic. It was as if God were saying, “No, this is only for you.”
A short time later, as I reached to turn off my nightstand light, I looked down at my wife’s beautiful, peaceful face, framed perfectly by soft folds of bedcovers. And I thought, “No one else on earth has ever seen this masterpiece, either. It too was made just for me.”
As of yesterday, Trudy and I have been married thirty-six years. And I’m continually grateful for the ever-changing sky that is our marriage. No one else has ever lived the life we have together, and no one else ever will. It’s a constantly changing masterpiece…
Made just for us.