Love is (mostly) Patient
Mine seems to be reminding me of the value of marriage lately.
Dakotapastor and I have been married for 18 years. Sometimes those seem like loooooong years, but mostly they seem short.
We met in college, near the end of my stint actually, when I was despairing of my “knight in shining armor” or my “prince” ever arriving.
It turns out that my future mate was not a Polo wearing preppy, but rather, a kind of scruffy physics major. Not what I pictured. Ever.
And yet, he was just what I needed. Smart, witty, kind, and amazingly devoted to me . . . which is no minor feat considering my roller coaster moods, selfishness, and lack of concern about clutter on my side of the bedroom.
This past Saturday Dakotapastor married a lovely young couple from our congregation. I squeezed into the last seat in the very last row of the church just in time for my favorite part of the service.
I know some people are giddy over the processional, and some people get weepy over the vows. I like to hear the sermon.
Bridesmaids hate the wedding sermon. Their shoes are uncomfortable and they are warm under layers of make-up and hairspray. Groomsmen are wearing some other man’s shoes and clothes that were not made for them. The sermon is seven minutes of torture for the wedding party.
But, for the bride and groom, that wedding sermon is a very personalized gift. The same pastor who has counseled them throughout their engagement gives them some final, parting advice.
This wedding sermon comes from God’s words on marriage, and reflects His views on marriage. And, because of this, with every wedding sermon, I fall a little deeper in love with my husband.
— Pam Thompson (@Dakotapam) July 28, 2013
And this is a good thing, because after 18 years of putting up with me and the never-quite-done laundry, it is nice to know that our marital success is not dependent on me. . .or him. We are tied together by that “third strand”.
And though a man might prevail against one who is alone, two will withstand him—a threefold cord is not quickly broken. Ecclesiastes 4:12