Last year we used Christmas money and invested in two kayaks. We could see our last little bird (with very big feet and a penchant for bow ties) flying out of the nest soon, and those two kayaks were our declaration that we would continue to enjoy each other when the nest became quiet.
Today is our 24th wedding anniversary (or Anna-very-sorry, as my dad would say), and our stinkin’ kids keep stealing the limelight with graduations and weddings. But the blog is my space, and I claim it for our celebration today.
One time I had a college girl tell me she didn’t want to get married, because wouldn’t it get boring after a few years?
A most beautiful vine has grown up to cover the façade of our marriage, and it makes me feel alive and even more smitten on the inside than I ever experienced in our early years of marriage. Definitely not boring.
Matt and I have fallen into a rhythm of sharing the good news of Christ as a joint venture. We have the exciting conversations, about the joy he feels when he dunks a child under the baptismal waters and the pride I feel when he captures the attention of a congregation with the truth of God. He rejoices with me when one of my blog posts makes a difference in your walk with God.
Like two kayaks setting in at the same place on a river, caring about people’s souls in tandem.
Paul says to the believers:
The man who plants and the man who waters have one purpose… (1 Corinthians 3:8 NIV)
One purpose –now that is romantic.
That preacher man of mine planting the seed of truth every week. Me coming alongside on the blog with a watering can. It gives our relationship a strong sense of direction and adventure, as we constantly look to see how the people we love are growing in relationship with God.
Twenty-four years together, and marriage keeps getting better.
Married or single, you can also be a fellow worker with God. You can wake up and have a defined purpose, to share the good news of Christ’s saving love in your own unique way.
Grab a kayak and put in.