It’s been a while since I’ve written anything for my blog. Life, you know. But today is a special day and I want to acknowledge it somehow. It’s our “golden” wedding anniversary. Nathanael and I have been married 22 years today, November 22nd. Thanksgiving has always been a special time for us, a time we picked because we were thankful God brought us together. We were married in a Thanksgiving Eve church service in one of the simplest weddings I’ve ever witnessed. We became husband and wife in between the second hymn and the sermon. The only thing “normal” about our wedding was that I did wear a traditional white wedding dress.
Our wedding announcement had this passage from Colossians chapter 3: “And let the peace of God rule in your hearts, to which also you were called in one body; and be thankful. Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly in all wisdom, teaching and admonishing one another in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs, singing with grace in your hearts to the Lord. And whatever you do in word or deed, do all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through Him.” (verses 15 and 16)
This was our marriage prayer, to yield to Christ, to be in His Word, and to be thankful.
So today I want to take a moment to be thankful. I don’t really have time for this. I’ve got two little boys fighting in the living room, a shower to take, a kitchen to clean, errands to run, organ to practice, and other writing to get to.
But first, a thank you.
Thank you, God, for twenty-two years with a Christian man. A man I can point my daughters to with confidence to and say, “Marry someone like your dad and you will be happy.” A man who directs me to Your Word when I have lost my way. A man who works tirelessly for our family.
Thank you, God, for seven (!) amazing children. For being with us through the sick nights, the ruptured appendix, the finger stuck in the treadmill, the concussion, the unfortunate trip downhill on the scooter, the scares. For the joys and triumphs, the spelling bee victory, the guitar and flute music, the sweet notes, hugs, kisses and giggles. Thank you for night time devotion and prayers and the privilege of leading these children to a knowledge of Jesus.
Thank you, God, for all the extra things. For three different homes, our first in Wisconsin, second in Georgia, and third in Minnesota. For eight different vehicles throughout the years, more food than we need, more clothes than we can wear, more toys than we can keep picked up and put away.
Thank you, God, for family and friends who lift us up when we are down. Who share our life with us, and who encourage us to walk the narrow path. Our parents, siblings, friends, church family, and school family. Those people who visit, call, write, and connect with us so we know we aren’t alone. They make our lives richer, our times happier, our sorrows less bitter.
Thank you, God, for the hard times. The times we struggled, couldn’t see eye-to-eye, the times we didn’t even like each other anymore. The times we wanted to give up, but didn’t. This is the thing I was ignorant of when I got married. I suppose every couple approaches marriage with a certain naïve optimism. Without it, maybe none of us would get married. I think maybe I thought our problems would be, if not non-existent, then at least smaller. What I failed to realize it that those problems would make us stronger. Those challenging times would bring us closer. Not because we are strong people, but because God was there to do the heavy lifting for us.
Most importantly, thank you, God, for sending your Son Jesus to be our Savior. For the grace that saved us, and guarantees us a place in heaven. Thank you for forgiving us our many sins, and for leading us in Your Word. I don’t feel *quite* so naïve anymore. I know it’s all You.
These 22 years of marriage have gone by in the blink of an eye. Whatever time we have left will surely go by just as quickly. So, first, a thank you. Thank you for bringing us to this day. Second, a please. Please hold on to us for the days that remain and bring us safely Home when our journey here is done.