Twenty-three years ago today, my college sweetheart and I married each other. It both seems like no time at all and several lifetimes ago.
I'm a Lutheran, and we only have two sacraments: Baptism and Communion. I think Martin Luther was too hasty when he got rid of so many sacraments. I wish he had kept marriage as a sacrament.
Marriage has taught me many things, but the nature of love is one of the most important things it has taught me. And by experiencing my husband's love for me, along with his forgiving of me, I've come to understand God's love for all of us just a bit better.
Understand is probably too strong a word. In some ways, we can never understand the scope of love, either the love we have for each other or the love God has for us.
Yet on this anniversary day, I pause to thank God for that love, that love that comes to me not because I'm wonderful, not because I'm perfect, not because I deserve it. I thank God for that love that's so much like grace. I thank God for all the people who love me even though I haven't reached my full potential yet. I thank God for all the people who remember me at my best, even when they're seeing me at my worst--and who love me, despite my less than loveable behavior.
I wish for us all the human love that points us to the love of God.
feeling the feelings…
1 year ago