Threads Of Love

Scott and I drove over to Mishawaka, Indiana, one Saturday for some shopping and lunch, probably followed by a coffee later in the evening for the drive back to Goshen. Typically we stopped at one of the large shopping centers in the city, but instead Scott drove to the downtown area and parked in front of a camera store. He had been sharing memories from younger years about his passion for photography. We browsed leisurely through the store while Scott talked. I loved to hear him speak. He had the gift of using words without meaningless conversation, a trait I greatly admired. I did not want to miss anything he said. He wrote and spoke wonderful words of love, and he was gifted with a quick dry wit. My mind flitted from just listening to his voice to letting his words register adequately to continue the dialogue.

He stopped in front of a display of assorted accessories and picked up a camera cleaning cloth. Turning, he handed it to me explaining that it was the best option for cleaning eyeglasses. I had just recently started wearing glasses for the first time and had discovered the hassle of keeping them clean. I could not understand how oil spots and smears appeared on the lenses during the day when I had not touched them. I removed the cloth from the vinyl sleeve. The texture was soft and thick. He offered two but I said one would be enough, and after purchasing I placed it in my purse.

I have continued to use this same cloth since that day in 2008. Though laundered many times, the fabric has remained soft and smooth. The edges were cut with pinking shears and there has been no fraying with the passage of years. Every time I use the cloth I remember Scott’s thoughtfulness. He was loving in the small things. A day with him was filled with small love moments, moments multiplied day by day, month after month, that provided a solid foundation. I never doubted his love or our future.

My amazing journey has progressed with God, day by day, month after month, since Scott moved to heaven six years ago. God now provides the love moments, the daily small things that enhance the big events, building a foundation of stability and love, providing security and trust. I face each day with gratitude, joy, and anticipation of His continued work in my life. Memories of time spent with Scott are threaded in my heart. I do not doubt His love or the future.