Love's Loss... of Words

Happy 25th, Victoria! Love; the epitome of joy and sorrowOf holding and letting go. Breakfast date with dear Dad... Since Friday night my siblings and I have taken turns staying with dad (and mom) because mom was suddenly hospitalized to receive treatment for ITP etc. We are thankful she is being released, at least for today becausetoday my dad is having a surgery to get as much of a tumour removedas the surgeons safely can, because the tumour is pressing on his brainand causing swelling. Prayers are deeply valued. Update!!The surgery went well! thank-you everyone, for praying and continued prayers for health, strength and healing! Our family is also mourning with my niece J, (mentioned last week) and her familyOn Monday J. gave birth to their premature daughter, Eleanor Alice Mae,who went to be with Jesus before she was born.Prayers for their peace and comfort also cherished! Last night we celebrated our beautiful, kind, generous Victoria's birthday a day late,and I was struck afresh at the precious tug of love's opposing tidesof joy and grief...and how nothing can leave us quite as speechlessas trying to express Love! Love leaves us at a loss for words, ink cannot cage in poetryIt overflows and undergirds the heart with awed humilityAnd fits us for its seconds miles that without love we could not bearIt testifies, with tears and smiles both joy and grief beyond compare Love never fails, though oft we do, God grants his patient sympathiesAnd without measure runs life through with whole, new opportunitiesTo learn through stumble and regret to forgive and forget and thenBy the example Jesus set to love one another. Amen Love is the voice of tender care to cheer us where troubles aboundIt is the hand that helps us bear the burdens of love’s holy groundIt is the ear that hears; the heart that weathers both pleasure and painAnd whether near or far apart love’s faithfulness and truth remain …to fill the holes loss leaves in souls with love still left to give and takeTo teach us, where fond farewell tolls, to savour what love’s moments make;A picture books of memories we made in Bygone’s Now and HereReminding us to cherish these moments before they disappear Love, the greatest wonder of all oft strips our lips of eloquenceWhile laughter lilts and teardrops fall with love’s exposing/opposing elementsFor love both breaks and heals our hearts, both grueling grief and joyful laudWhile oft love’s loss of words imparts a vivid, precious glimpse of God Janet Martin 1 Cor.13:4-8 Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no account of wrongs.  Love takes no pleasure in evil, but rejoices in the truth. It bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.Love never fails.