Post-conference Monday reflection has become a thing of mine for the past six conferences I’ve been to. It’s become a tradition!
I would take the day off the Monday after conference to rest and reflect on what an amazing weekend it has been, what I’ve learned, and what God has spoken in my life. And this year, since Chris had Monday off too, I took him with me.
We’ve eaten our breakfast and drank my coffee (because he doesn’t drink all that caffeine goodness), and we got into our reflection mode. Journals out and pens ready!
We wrote, flipped the pages back and forth of our conference notes, read the bible, and wrote some more. All done in silence. Some people at the cafe could’ve thought that we were one of those unsociable couples.
I’ve tucked my pen in between the pages of my journal as I finished writing, and reached over my book to read and learn from as Chris did some more reflecting.
I looked up from my book every few minutes to check on him (and really to see whether he’s done). But on this photo, this time was different. A couple of minutes have passed again, I looked up from my book and only had heart eyes as I watched Chris enthusiastically write on his journal the things of his heart. I was enjoying our moment together in its complete simplicity. I guess he noticed that I was staring at him, and so he looked up from his journal and did his usual little heart sign with his index finger over his thumb. I dismissed it as cheesy but but my heart fluttered with butterflies. My heart was full. If hearts could smile, mine did at that moment.
We all work up the idea of love as this thing all about grand and big gestures of affection. But over the years, I’ve come to learn in my relationship and those around me that as much as big gestures show love, so much more did the simple and little things in life. Those stolen gazes. Those inside jokes that you two only laugh about. Those whispered I love you’s.
And in the moment of completely silence and utter simplicity, I thought to myself, “man, I’m glad I’m marrying him.”