Twenty-seven years and counting
As of today, Mark and I have been married for 27 years. I find it somewhat amusing
in a not at all funny kind of way that things seem to have come full circle since the day we were married. Girls are back in bell bottomed hip-huggers, baby-doll tops, flip flop sandals, and long straight hair. Guys are wearing tossled hair and button-downs with T-shirts underneath. New graduates are out there competing for jobs that don’t exist. The economy is in recession, and people are wondering what to do next. Sad to say, the preservation of the sanctity of marriage hasn’t fared much better and we are in an unprecedented moral decline.
And how has our own marriage fared? Far, far better I’m happy to report. To be sure, it hasn’t been a glee filled cruise – we’ve been through some really tough times. Three premature babies, job loss, economic hardship, bouts of poor health, and a variety of other obstacles to overcome. Obviously, our life together hasn’t been a picnic. On the other hand, each adversity proved to strengthen us in our commitment to each other and in our faith. It’s like St. Peter said:
“…so that the genuineness of your faith–being more precious than gold that, though perishable, is tested by fire–may be found to result in praise and glory and honor when Jesus Christ is revealed.” (1Pe 1:7)
Today I’ll be thanking God not only for the good times but also for the difficult ones because I know that they are part of the fire testing process that will eventually result in praise and glory and honor for our Lord through our marriage.
I can only hope and pray that the same will happen for our nation and its people.