Late at night, lingering by the phone, and unwilling to turn in just yet, though it was getting late, at last I got a call from my son Peter, who has happily informed me that a lovely diamond ring, according to his well-laid plans for the night, now adorns the finger of his even lovelier sweetheart Megan. For the second time I rejoice at the godsend of the finding a mate for a one of my six sons.
Though most certainly man that is born of woman is of few days and full of trouble, and life in a fallen world is bound to have sorrows, yet we also find by the mysterious and wonderful mercy of God a bit of happiness here and there; yea, sometimes even great and abiding happiness; and I am happy this day! O rejoice with me, all you who love life, and share with me in this vicarious moment of happiness for a young couple full of love and expectation. Count it as a foretaste of heavenly beatitude.
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3 comments:
Fr. Eckardt, I do rejoice with you. That's great news! There is Divine Service in the Church, and there is also Divine Service in the world, is there not?
Wow, Dad! Where in the world did you learn to write like that? Did you go to school in the 17th century or something? very nice - i like it.
That's what happens when you have just finished watching "Shakespeare in love." I was in the mood.
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