Wearing a wedding ring has been second nature to me for over 35 years. For a few decades I’ve been unable to remove the ring (something about good cooking and contented living made the ring finger a little larger than when we got married). And I never had a reason to remove it!!
Yesterday I attended a music festival. As I watched one of the accompanists, I noted that she had a number of rings on her fingers. There was even a wedding ring. And then I looked at my finger.
I had put my wedding ring on at our wedding ceremony. As a symbol of my love and devotion to my wife, Jill. I had said I would wear the circle of devotion until “death do us part.”
And death has parted us.
So this morning I took a few moments and was able to remove the ring. I placed it beside Jill’s wedding ring (which I had collected upon her death). I cried, and cried.
Just one small metal circle – but there’s a lot that fit inside that ring!
Thank you Ron for allowing us all to share in those tears by sharing your own story.
Ohhh…my heart aches for you. Yesterday in church I felt most of the songs were about heaven and how Jill is there, finally whole….coincidence? I think not. God bless you Pastor Ron…real good!