I'm still giddy.
Never mind that I'm a middle-aged woman who's now been married for a quarter of a century, I feel like a young girl in love. I can't think straight. I dawdle at my keyboard. I look at pictures of my husband and me. I re-read the kind comments of others. I sit. I smile. I thank the good Lord in heaven.
Though my silver anniversary has passed, my joy has not. God's design for marriage is perfectly wonderful, isn't it? Who knew that after twenty-five years together a couple could still have so much fun, would still pick the other first, would still want the other? I never gave it much thought, I guess, but what a lovely plan God created in the idea of mates, establishing a life time together to truly know each other. So beautiful.
Tuesday night as we toasted to us under a hazy, moonlit sky, all felt right with the world. This is what marriage is supposed to be--comfortable, exciting, fun, to rest in each other without shame or expectations, to know love and acceptance here on earth the way God offers. Is this what Eden felt like every day?
Forgive me for laying on more sap this week (and please understand all is not roses in the Boesiger house!), but I just can't help it. A special occasion brings your blessings front and center. It tells me the work is worth it. The sacrifices, the biting of tongues, the giving up of what you'd really like for the sake of another, it's all worth it for the joy of becoming more and more one. It takes time and effort and a whole lot of patience, but the prize is priceless.
So here's to marriage, God's physical illustration of Christ and His bride. May we live up to His standard and experience the joy He intended.
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