The other day we watched a movie that had the Chicago Theater in it. My parents said that they spent their honeymoon in Chicago and stayed in the hotel right across the street from the theater. We talked about it tonight which prompted my dad to retrieve the scrapbook they put together 63 years ago. It opened with their engagement picture that reflected that new love and excitement in their eyes. They were ready to take on the world. As we paged through, my parents remembered their friends and the adventures they had. My dad had drawn little pictures on the pages – the equivalent of those scrapbooking stickers. The memorabilia included cards from my grandparents, their wedding announcement in the local newspaper, and programs from the various shows and concerts they attended. They always loved musicals and symphonies. My mom commented on how blessed they were to see such talented and famous musicians. Being from a musical family herself, there were also write-ups about some of her performances. Her brother was invited to participate in a national boys choir and we found an article about him as well. As my mother’s eyes welled with tears, she explained that the choir came to their home town to give a concert. The hosts of the show gave all the proceeds to the family so the boy could continue his voice training. We came to the graduation (from college) announcements and the one year anniversary cards to conclude the book. My mom and dad commented on what a wonderful first year they had together and as they looked at each other, I could see the committed love in their eyes with a little twinkle. I thanked God for their relationship and the opportunity to be a witness to it.

I Found God today in the committed love of my parents and to be able see how it started.