For twenty-five years, they’d lived unaware of
one another’s existence on the earth. Then suddenly, one bright May morning, the Lord led them, softly but surely, onto one pure path, carved from time’s far-reaching forest by the great Carpenter Himself. After a
single conversation, myriad messages sent back and forth, and countless, curious prayers, the only word they could find to describe the dawn of this new
sweet spring of love was shenumdrum.