“Blessed are the meek, for they will inherit the earth” Matt. 5:5
I remember “Robert” and “Martha”. They were an elderly couple that I took care of in the hospital several years ago. Robert was very sick and Martha was at bedside, holding his hand. She had been holding her Prince’s hand for 65 years…every day (literally). They met during the depression, hungry kids on neighboring farms. They married with no possessions except a card table and a mat to sleep on. They held hands. They were unable to have children…so they held hands. They held hands at the grocery store, at the movies, at the frosty cone! They held hands at church and before and after they went to work each day. And, now, as death approached, they held hands.
I asked her if she needed a break. Maybe a chance to freshen up…shower…change clothes….
She declined, of course. Who would hold his his hand? And what if he went to heaven without me there to send him off with love?
Recently, I read a BLOG. It asked if it is ok to kiss on the first date? Better question would be….are you happy just holding hands?