As I write this, Angie and I have spent a few days trying to see who would be the first one to cough up a
lung. It’s still a close race. However, in our down time we have tried to mitigate our misery by watching
some entertainment on TV. I wanted to watch some “shoot-em-up, sci-fi, spy movies” and she wanted
to watch some romantic comedies. We compromised and watched some romantic comedies.
As the lead roles found the love of their lives, they spoke of fate, coincidence, and circumstances. No
one hypothesized that, perhaps, God put them together. Have you considered God’s hand in your
marriage? Let me give you a quick synopsis of my life with Angie. My family moved my senior year of
high school. I hated it. I rebelled. I didn’t like the school or the people (that was on me…Columbia is a
very nice town with fantastic people). I saw her a couple of times in the hallway and thought she was
the prettiest girl I’d ever seen. On the last day of school (for us seniors) the girls’ gym class was playing
volleyball and I saw her and walked up to her and asked her out. I don’t know why but she said yes but
on our third date (a week later) I gave her my class ring and we’ve been “going steady” for almost 55
years.
Here’s the thing: not once did I ask God what He wanted or was this the right person for me. I was far
away from God in a dark place. In one of the movies we watched, an older gentleman, looking over his
past life, said this: “looking back on all the good things in my life, there were a lot of miracles”. I
immediately thought “absolutely!!!” Oh, things could have gone very differently than they did. I could
have gone to Livingston College on a partial scholarship. I could have kept working at Sears instead of
taking a job at WTVY-TV. I could have decided not to start attending church where my father was
preaching.
But looking back…I see the Lord gently prodding, spiritually urging, and opening and closing doors, until I
am where I am. Is my life perfect? Oh, gracious no! We are the parents of five rambunctious dogs who
are a “handful”, my three apple trees don’t seem to like each other, and my bees don’t know what
season we are in. But…and this is crucial…I know God is working and I wouldn’t want to be anywhere
else, doing anything else.
Think about where you are…who you are with…and what you are doing. Do you see God’s gracious
hand? I’d really like to hear how you met your spouse and how you see God in that!
Say good things about your Savior.
lung. It’s still a close race. However, in our down time we have tried to mitigate our misery by watching
some entertainment on TV. I wanted to watch some “shoot-em-up, sci-fi, spy movies” and she wanted
to watch some romantic comedies. We compromised and watched some romantic comedies.
As the lead roles found the love of their lives, they spoke of fate, coincidence, and circumstances. No
one hypothesized that, perhaps, God put them together. Have you considered God’s hand in your
marriage? Let me give you a quick synopsis of my life with Angie. My family moved my senior year of
high school. I hated it. I rebelled. I didn’t like the school or the people (that was on me…Columbia is a
very nice town with fantastic people). I saw her a couple of times in the hallway and thought she was
the prettiest girl I’d ever seen. On the last day of school (for us seniors) the girls’ gym class was playing
volleyball and I saw her and walked up to her and asked her out. I don’t know why but she said yes but
on our third date (a week later) I gave her my class ring and we’ve been “going steady” for almost 55
years.
Here’s the thing: not once did I ask God what He wanted or was this the right person for me. I was far
away from God in a dark place. In one of the movies we watched, an older gentleman, looking over his
past life, said this: “looking back on all the good things in my life, there were a lot of miracles”. I
immediately thought “absolutely!!!” Oh, things could have gone very differently than they did. I could
have gone to Livingston College on a partial scholarship. I could have kept working at Sears instead of
taking a job at WTVY-TV. I could have decided not to start attending church where my father was
preaching.
But looking back…I see the Lord gently prodding, spiritually urging, and opening and closing doors, until I
am where I am. Is my life perfect? Oh, gracious no! We are the parents of five rambunctious dogs who
are a “handful”, my three apple trees don’t seem to like each other, and my bees don’t know what
season we are in. But…and this is crucial…I know God is working and I wouldn’t want to be anywhere
else, doing anything else.
Think about where you are…who you are with…and what you are doing. Do you see God’s gracious
hand? I’d really like to hear how you met your spouse and how you see God in that!
Say good things about your Savior.