A young friend recently asked us if we thought serving together was part of what made things so good with us, and we gave him a great big YES, and we both sat and watched his wheels spin, how he was thinking of things he and his bride could do to make marriage work. Then you and I soothed him and again gave the frustrating answer we had been giving, that it takes time.
When I met you, I fell in love with what little I knew. I married you in hope that your character would prove good when tested, but then we both merely proved that we’re human, how good intentions only go so far. As time has moved us forward, we’ve lost grandparents and tiny babies together, and we’ve labored, celebrated the birth of 4 sons. I had no idea how much I would love you until I experienced life with you. There were no short-cuts to even a month of success, and it’s the same with how we’ve come to serve others and God together.
I had no idea how loved I could feel when you joined me as I started writing and felt a passion for ministry and truth-telling and story. But what was more surprising was when I fell again for you, as you developed your love for Africa and her people, when you came back from Mozambique having witnessed big happy smiles and specks of mercy in an ocean of injustice. When I picked you up from the airport, and you sat in the back of the van, and in the rearview mirror I saw your swimming eyes, it was then that I reached in with you toward love for you and others.
We had nothing keeping us from jumping as best we could together off the ledge of ourselves and into God, willing to change the way we see and act, and it’s taken us on so many turns that we never could have planned or predicted it. Serving together has made us desperate for God to follow through. It’s made us weak. It has caused me to see how quick you are to love. Your boldness coupled with your ability to study and sit back and wait and question until you’ve nailed truth square on the head, all those things are from God, when before I might have seen such character combinations as only suited for lawyers in court rooms.
Serving with you has invited a taste of the heartache of the poor in spirit, that JOY the overflows from it. I want more. I want more of God with you. And so let’s keep going. Thank you for loving how you do.
I’m all in.
Please do join Seth, Joy, Scott, and me as we hold our marriages up to the light. Call your marriage what it really is. Every Monday in April we’re writing letters because we believe that when we bless our own marriage, we bless the marriages of others. If you write a post, simply leave the link to your Marriage Letter post only, and then send your readers to this post for more encouragement from others. Thank you for joining us.