Russ and I celebrated 28 years, 2 months, and one day of marriage yesterday. On June 9th, Russ was in Kenya drilling wells – he also missed Father’s Day and his birthday. While we love the work he is doing in Kenya, it does not come without sacrifice.
It is complicated to go on dates because we rarely leave Dimples home with her siblings. With her happily camping with friends, we took the opportunity to go on a long date. We wandered through scenic towns, looked in a few shops, ate a late lunch overlooking Saratoga Passage, and drove down to every beach we could find – Mutiny Bay, Penn Cove, Admiralty Bay, Double Bluff, and others whose names I can’t recall. We discovered a public garden I had never seen and wandered about – the only people there.
We reveled in the quiet, the uninterrupted conversation,and the freedom to drive down any road without a child in the back seat saying, “Why are we turning here? Are we almost there? Do we know somebody who lives here?” It was a lovely day.
Marriage is a gift from God, and we don’t take it lightly. Good marriages take sacrifice, effort, and hard work. Sometimes our marriage is easy and joyful, other times we cling to the covenant we made so many years ago. I am deeply thankful for the husband God gave me and the way Russ lays down his life to love and serve our family. I’m blessed beyond measure.
Don’t insist on your rights, don’t blame each other, don’t judge or condemn each other, don’t find fault with each other, but accept each other as you are, and forgive each other every day from the bottom of your hearts…
It is not your love that sustains the marriage, but from now on, the marriage that sustains the love.
Happy weekend, friends.