because he sings like he lives:
straightforwardly, honestly,
without pretense, without effort to impress.
I used to be bothered when we stood in the congregation
and he didn't sing along or even mouth the words.
He would stand, sometimes shift uncomfortably,
sometimes close his eyes.
And I was beside him, singing with extra volume
to make up for his very rude silence,
and to protest his apparent protest.
But now I realize that he will sing
only when he means it
and he always means it when he sings.
I love to hear my husband's honest songs to God.
8 comments:
Kess, I LOVE this. You married a very cool man. :) Also, one of my favorite lines was, "to protest his apparent protest." So good!
I like it when you write blogs about love and life. This is real; real good.
So true! That guy is pretty incredible. You are one blessed girl to get to be married to him. On that note, he's one lucky guy to be married to you! :) What a team! What a couple! What a blessing you both are to so many people. We sure miss you guys!
I like it when you write poems about your husband. (and blogs in general)
Ah, the old singing extra loud trick. When you're pentecostal, you raise your hands up higher, as well, and that REALLY shows 'em. :D
Loved this, love the look of your blog, and love you!
I agree with Andrea.
You guys make marriage look lovely, fun, exciting, and beautiful.
That's great.
I feel this.
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