The Lingering Kiss

The first kiss came in an unscripted moment, a spontaneous expression, a breathless surprise. They tested the waters that day deciding to cast off lines of doubt and fear, setting sail together into the unexplored depths of trust. That single kiss became chapter one...

Touch

Each time I pass by JanI make sure to touch her. It may be a loving pat, a hug or simply making sure to brush up against her in passing. I do this because I want her to know I have an enduring passion to be with her. Jesus does the same with each of us. He is...

Getting Burned

When I was 13-years old, my buddy and I had a bright idea. On the back of his family property was an old cave. One day, we thought we would explore its interior. We got some tree branches and wrapped them in old bed sheets and dipped them in gas. Our plan was to walk...

The Rituals of Love

Every marriage has little rituals. One of our rituals takes place every morning. Each day, I rise a few minutes before Jan to start the coffee and get set up in my writing chair. When Jan walks into the living room I stand and we hug. I usually kiss her on the neck...