double surprise | double love

Two nights ago, Patrick and I were walking home from one of our favorite places in the neighborhood. He was gnawing on a 5 pound vegan chocolate spelt pound cake log and I was slurping the last bubbles out of a decaf iced coffee with almond milk under perfect summer clouds. Emily, the owner and our new friend, wouldn't let us leave without giving us that giant loaf and Patrick's sweet tooth couldn't wait to try it. He had just moved the last bit of his belongings into my little room in my little apartment and I had just picked up the most adorable plantable wedding favors. We were a sight at that café on the corner of Midwood and Rogers, clicking through lists and speaking assurances and sharing our fears that all the celebration will slip by too soon.

Anyway, the funny thing about all that emotional commotion in the coffeeshop, is that we parted an hour later - him to go to the gym and me to go for a run, with plans to meet up after he got his hair cut. Nothing extraordinary or special about the night before he was to leave for Iowa.

Meanwhile... I had been planning a surprise for him on the roof of his building with a bunch of our friends and neighbors. It was organized like a ragamuffin. As I sprinted back from the park and jumped in the shower, I kept up text conversation with everyone to make sure nothing was spoiled. I confirmed the plan with the neighbors, dropped off blankets and ran to the store to pick up summer snacks (watermelon and finger foods).

I showed up to his apartment in one of my new white dresses and I blushed when he said I looked nice. I have to find reasons to work all the white into my regular wardrobe in order to justify cost per wearing (thank you 4-H). Anyway, after our friend Rebecka made him look extra handsome in his new haircut, he suggested we go to the roof.

I thought he was playing right in to my surprise until HE surprised me with stargazing and proposing a second time with the perfect ring that finally came back from the custom jeweler. I said yes the first time, but I melted all the same when he started listing the reasons he wants to love me forever. And there we were - just the two of us looking at the big ole Brooklyn sky - still on this side of marriage and claiming every moment for joy.

Then I texted the neighbors (who I thought only knew about my surprise) and up they came. Patrick was so confused as they all filed out through the door. We had the most wonderful gathering of folks we love - huddled around candles and covered in the Brooklyn night sky.

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Aaron, our friend and neighbor and the most faithful pancake Mondays eater, said, "When I found out you were both surprising each other on the same night, I said 'Of course. You would do that.'" Of course we would double surprise each other, using the same friends to make it happen and confusing them all. 

And it's okay for love to be like that, just wild and ridiculous and ready to tackle naysayers.

It's good when love makes a double surprise that ends with friends glowing on a little roof in Brooklyn. I'm learning that not every love proclamation needs to get results or have a purpose. Sometimes, gifts of love are extravagant and just because.

This is how God lavishes His love on us - it's His kind of plan to double over surprises without condition or desired result. There is no reason to overflow a glass that is already full. A glass can only hold so much and a heart can only receive so much love. But, God loves us abundantly "just because." He overflows us where we are full and where we are empty. He sustains us where we think we need it and where we think we don't. He is unbelievably faithful and kind - too much so. He is good just because He is good and His love makes me melt.

This is the kind of love we want to double in our marriage - the ridiculous, 'just because' kind of love that brings glory to the only God who could author it.