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March 11, 2008

For Maureen: The Enduring Nature of Love

Filed under: Uncategorized — Bwandungi @ 10:34 pm

We don’t know each other and you’ll probably never read this. I hope you do though. I didn’t come to your wedding because I’m so far away. But you’re the wife of my nephew and therefore my family. In some weird warped sense.

Andrew’s passing (never been able to call him Kats) is devastating and believe me when I say, we mourn with you and feel for you.

Thank the Lord for hope! I thank God for the opportunity we have as believers to look at this as a journey he’s taken, and he just got there before the rest of us did.  I thank God because my turn will come, and those who have been painfully separated from me by this valley will be united with me on the other side.

Love.
The choice we make to  continually give of ourselves, our time, our very heart and soul to another person. The cause of immeasurable pain, dizzying heights of ecstasy, a beauty so intense it makes it difficult to look directly at it, the ache that resides in our chests that wriggles and writhes and tortures.

Love.
Space and time are meaningless once love enters the room. Hours of conversation seem like a couple of minutes. Passionate lovemaking, a blur of time in which two people are made one whole person. Distance not stretching the devotion and commitment that two people share. Mathematics and physics cannot make sense of it and psychologists pretend that they understand it.

Love.
The name of the One who stood at the brink of the valley and held his hand to guide him through it. The name of the One who held you in His arms so you wouldn’t cross it too. The name of the only One who understands your hearts pain at your loss, and understands your choice to love.

Love.
Our spirits endure past this useless and frail vessel with which we celebrate life. We must go back to the source of our spirit when this shell is lost which is why everything that ever means anything to us means the complete involvement of our soul, our spirit. The imprint that our experiences make on us do not happen on our bodies, even though we might use them to express it. Love is engaged with our beings which is why death cannot touch it. We carry it for always.

In the stillness, reach out for it. Touch it and celebrate it like you did before.

You are loved… still.

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4 Comments »

  1. This is beautiful. Highlight it to Emma and have her pass it on to Maureen.

    The funeral service is tomorrow. I know it will be a wonderful, moving, poignant celebration of Andrew’s life.

    Comment by tumwijuke — March 12, 2008 @ 8:35 am | Reply

  2. this is lovely… maureen will appreciate it.

    Comment by Sybella — March 14, 2008 @ 6:35 am | Reply

  3. Hi G,
    I will send this to Maureen, its been a hectic few weeks, I only got to read your messages today- I think I even grumbled not having heard from you – sorry was just lost a bit. But this is lovely, we gave Andrew a great send off – he touched so many lives its amazing…
    I love you and missed u n at Uncle Ps wedding naye cest lavie.
    God Bless
    E

    Comment by Emma — March 26, 2008 @ 4:11 pm | Reply

  4. Thanks Auntie G for this, I am certain Mo will appreciate this. May we continue to clear our path for the glorious reunion with Christ Jesus. God bless.

    Pam

    Comment by Pamela — March 31, 2008 @ 9:31 am | Reply


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