Linking up with my favorite people: Five Minute Friday.
And guess what. I’M not gonna write. Not really. I am going to step aside, because these words are the best:
“Never will I leave you. Never will I forsake you.”
“Don’t worry about ANYTHING. Instead, pray about EVERYTHING.”
“Wherever you go, I will go.”
“Be strong and courageous. I am with you always.”
“You are my bride.”
“And you are more precious than rubies.”
Ok, they are massively paraphrased. They are the ones that I mutter to myself when my soul is feeling sad or tired. My kids might think I’m a little nuts, because just last night, as I was preparing dinner, I was slamming around, saying,
“More precious than RUBIES. RUBIES, Dana! Believe it!” Both boys observed this and then backed slowly out of the kitchen. It’s ok, they were just coming in to ask me, for the fiftieth time, what was for dinner.
I crave loyalty. I esteem it. People don’t have rubies so that they can toss them around, all willy nilly. They keep them close. They are precious
I have a few close friends, whom I keep very, VERY close, and they are loyal.
My husband, who I often refer to as the Golden Retriever, is loyalty, personified. He is on my team. If he had to, he would paint his chest blue and with my initials, but I’ve never asked him to. He would, though. Isn’t it a great visual?
My dad is fiercely loyal. FIERCELY.
So, to me, the first thing I think of when I hear “loyal” is Christ. He knows loyal. He knows it can hurt. And he knows that it is necessary, anyway.
First time here. I loved how you explored this. I can totally see myself ranting to myself in the kitchen. Oh, wait… I did that earlier today too! 🙂 My kids are now teens and they just roll their eyes and give me a hug. Haha! So nice to meet you, Dana. (visiting from #14 today)
This is terrific. I look forward to meeting you at The Writers Place’s Recovery Reading in September.