I hear those words an awful lot these days from a boisterous little boy! When a friend grabs his toy. When his sister gets a little too close to what he’s doing. When I take something off the table he walked away from.
It reminds me of something that’s “mine” that I should be just as passionate about …
We made vows. We had witnesses. We’ve made it a public matter.
I am my beloved’s, and he is MINE!!
So stand back ladies and gentlemen, and anything that wants to stand between. This one is mine, all mine.
I will be by his side through thick and thin, through arguments and laughter, through stress and ease.
I will declare it with my words, my eyes, my actions, that he belongs to me, and I belong to him. That I’m the one who gets to
care for him
share secrets with him
argue with him
make up with him
share my heart with him
share his heart with him
raise kids with him
learn with him
work with him
grow with him
adventure with him
grow old with him
And in those times when the going gets rough, when things come in that threaten to tear us apart for a moment, I will scream (well, maybe in my head…or maybe not),
MINE! MINE! MINE!
And that’s an awesome thing!!