It hasn't been long, I know, barely even ten weeks, not even two months that I know him, but I have made this boy a part of my life, I have given him a special place in my heart. If you need to make a comparison, he's like Brendon, someone I love to bits, only difference is, Brendon's my older brother and him, my little one. And I'm just Blessed to have him in my life.
There's a quote that goes along the lines of "When God made you, He had Angels in mind" and I believe it is so for him. His name is Matthew, my lil brother, my dido.
Here's the hard part.. where or how do I even begin telling you about him?
Well.. Questions would be a good start..
Have you ever met someone for the first time, and instantly knew, that this guy or girl was a keeper, was someone whom you can keep close to your heart?
Have you ever met someone for the first time and knew right there and then, that this was a rare, gentle and shy soul?
Have you ever met someone who could see right through you and read your thoughts without you saying a thing?
Have you met someone who would so generously let you into his life and let you be a part of it?
Have you met someone who puts your safety as a priority and worries about you like family would?
Have you met someone who you know you can trust so implicitly and be so comfortable with that all the world's problems just seem to dissolve away?
Have you met someone who'd love you just the way you are and not asking for anything in return?
Have you met a guy whose soul and spirit is so sincere, so pure and so true that you know God is telling you to take care of him and guide him?
Have you met someone just for a short period of time and know that He is an angel that God has sent into your life?
I have.
That's him, that's Matt.
He's someone I know I can turn to, no matter what the circumstance, someone I know who will be there to walk with me, come what may. He was there with me through the hail storm, as afraid and "freaked" out as I was, I felt safe simply cause I knew God had sent an Angel to protect me through it. Through the whole college room fiasco, he was there to give me the support that I needed, to catch the tears when it fell and to catch me when I fell.. because I'd have crumpled under the whole emotional roller coaster. He has filled my life with so much laughter, so many smiles, he has been so generous with his friendship, kinship and love that I can't be more thankful and grateful.
If I ever need to define the phrase, "unconditional love", he'd be part of my definition.
Yes, this is my dido and as I read this new book, The Wednesday Letters by Jason F. Wright, I chance upon a poem that is so apt and I'm going to dedicate this poem to him..
The Fifth Season
With each spring comes new life,
energy and green growth.
In summer comes the sun, warm, kind,
and endearing.
Fall brings its colour in careful,
gentle change.
Winter brews into faithful strength,
beauty in pure white.
And then comes you.
You are all that Nature offers,
a blessing, a gift from Father.
You are the fifth season.
Because that's what he is, that's what you are dido.. A blessing and a gift from Father.
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