Letter to My Beloved

I wish you could see me now, with the sun on my face and the breeze in my hair. A simple ponytail fails to keep wispy bangs from falling across my bright and smiling blue eyes. My pink lips part in laughter with the thrill of spring. Gone are the tears of winter and the sorrows of autumn. My blue jeans and t-shirt reflect my care free attitude. Muddy Ariats slosh through the slush and rounded hoof prints form more hesitantly behind. Amarillo Sky drones in the distance as I crouch down beside a tiny trickle of water pushing a path from the melting snow, through a dusty piece of pasture, to the newly sprouting grass peaking up at the fence line. My Golden’s nose nuzzles into the crook of my arm and I reward her with a quick peck right between her large, brown, adoring eyes. I feel alive and beautiful as the soft spring air plays with my hair twirling it in his gentle fingers as I long for you to do. The smell and feel of this moment are indescribable. Everywhere and in everything I can see the creator’s touch. This is all uncontainable. I feel like dancing and singing for I cannot hold it in. I’m spinning around in the sunshine with no one to see me but my Savior and my pets. A pony snort makes me turn to find my indignant friend watching from across a sea of snow. Scoffing at his fears I retrace my steps. As I plead for his forgiveness I feel a little warm body push past my leg, dressing my jeans in a new fur coat. I laugh and move away from the offender after patting him on the head. As I bend over to brush the kitty fur from my pant leg a large sloppy tongue slurps up my cheek extracting a giggle. The air is warm and clean, and I’m given the illusion of flying without actually leaving the ground. Green is not just a color in this place. It is an aromatic smell, a glorious sensation, a hopeful melody, a graceful bird, a victorious anthem. Such a wonderful God has given this moment to me. If only you were here… Someday I will see you, but I wish that you could see me now.