One morning, with sleep in my eyes, I headed toward my favorite little coffee stand. Jake (my dog) and I are regulars, and Jake always gets excited when we pull up because he knows he’s going to get a couple of Milk Bones. As I waited for my coffee, I saw something that made me tear up a bit. I’m doing a lot of that lately; there must be a lot of pollen or dirt in the air … or something.
Just ahead of me an old couple, probably in their 70s or 80s, pulled into a parking stall. I watched as the little old man slowly got out of the car, opened the trunk and pulled out a wheelchair. He folded the chair into the sitting position and wheeled it to the passenger’s side of the car, where he carefully and lovingly helped his beautiful little wife out of the car and into the chair.
It was cold out this morning, and the fog was still lifting, so the old man reached into the back seat and grabbed a knitted blanket and tucked it around her shoulders. As he wheeled her away, I watched as he leaned down and gently kissed her on the cheek. As if it was the first kiss of their life together, she smiled, leaned into him, put her arm around his neck and hugged him tightly. As they walked off together, I was moved to my core.
As I watched I couldn’t help but think of all the stories those two must share. Stories of young love, country roads and an old Chevrolet, a white wedding, the birth of their first child, the day he went off to war and the day he came home. How many moments of laughter have they shared? How many silent glances across a room? How many tears?
People often ask me if I believe is the concept of “soulmates.” They wonder if love exists in the real world like it does in the movies. My answer is yes. Why? Because I see that kind of love extended to me by God. Scripture tells me that real love overcomes, real love gives, real love hopes and that real love is selfless (1 Corinthians 13). Two people who decide to receive the love of their God and then extend it to each other have the capacity to love more passionately and more extravagantly than any movie ever made.
Love exists in moments. Moments like today when that old man kissed his wife, moments when we choose another over ourselves. I’m beginning to believe in love again, and today, in that moment, through the love of two old souls, God showed me that He still loves me.
