Valentines Day calls for hearts and cards and dinner and diamonds for some. A day to tell people you love them. A day for sweethearts to share sentiments and declare their love and affection.
As a young girl, I loved Valentines Day. I would make my shoebox “mailbox,” choose my themed cards at the Murphy Mart, and then share in the revelry of cookies and card exchange (all while wearing out my Shaun Cassidy vinyl).
As a teenager, Valentines Day became a day that highlighted dreams of finding “the one” to “be one” with, to spend the rest of my life with. The one who would be my dream come true. We would get married. An unbreakable bond, physically, emotionally, and spiritually…a lover, a friend, to make a home together. He would be my partner. My confidant. To love and be loved until death do us part.
As a young adult, things were a little different. When dating was hard or non-existent, and Mr. Right seemed slow arriving, my friend Jennifer and I referred to Valentines as “just another cold day in February.” (I wish we had thought of Galentines parties). Waiting for your dream guy is a difficult process, and the fact is, there’s no guarantee that everyone is getting married. I didn’t know if I would have that opportunity in my life, and actually let the idea go at times. And then I met Dave and it happened. And being married to Dave has been the greatest joy of my life.
For sure, God gets credit for the whole merger. And for the last 23 years we have sought to do marriage as He designed. Though it takes a lot of practical work, marriage is still an awesome mystery to experience. To submit to Christ and serve Him, and then marry someone who does the same - and then submit to and serve each other - it’s pretty amazing. Dave and I love and respect each other. We make decisions together. We defer to each other. We honor each other. And while we often struggle and some days are far from who we want to be for each other, we look to God as our leader and seek the full counsel of the Bible to show us how to live this grand mystery of marriage.
Sometimes it is easy for married people to bypass Valentines Day. Frankly, the money you used to spend celebrating in the early years is now wrapped up in house payments. But this year is my opportunity to express my gratitude for Dave. I am so thankful. Dave is my greatest advocate and he has empowered me for life and ministry. He is an amazing man of God, an embodiment of great character and faith. And it goes without saying that his sense of humor has kept me laughing at every turn in our journey.
Dave is the kind of man I used to dream of on those early Valentine’s Days.
I found him. And what was “a cold day in February” so many years ago is now a day to honor the love of my life.
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