This morning Libby and I trekked out to church as we have started the habit of. This church takes communion every Sunday. The pastor and I talked of it this past Thursday and I understand their reasoning in doing so. It is a solemn thing to do to partake of the Lord’s Supper.
Libby had not done so in several years, much the same as I. We both went forward to take communion and Libby took hers and went to her seat. I took mine and went to her side and sat down. I noticed she was visibly touched. She was lightly crying. She later told me she was trembling when she went to take the bread and the cup. God is truly taking it to heart her submission to Him. I felt this morning as we took communion together for the first time that something in the spirit between us changed. More solidification of our relationship took place. It was more indication to me that we are supposed to be together at this time in our lives.
Libby is a very sensitive person. She hears God speak, but is in total awe of it that He would do so. I’m very pleased to know her spiritual ears are tuned to His voice.
I cannot put into words the love I carry for this woman. I am truly blessed.