I do, I do, I do….and I would all over again!
Darryl and I exchanged covenantal vows of love, commitment and faithfulness 11 years ago today.
Isn’t it breathtaking how God takes those two nervous words, “I do”, said in youth and naiveté, and grows a relationship into something of substance, stamina, and splendor?
It is all of Him…working through the failings and faults of two fleshly sinners. I only marvel. “Unless the Lord builds….”
This morning I woke to sunshine on my face….sandwiched between babe nestled on one side and beloved curled on the other. And thoughts of fresh strawberry pie. Our wedding day dessert.
I can close my eyes and see an only slightly younger Darryl’s smile of pearly whites as we filed past the dessert table under the white wedding tent in my parents’ back yard. His mother had generously made strawberry pie after strawberry pie, a table of brilliant red, dolloped with mountains of white cream.
But today I had no strawberries. Just a painful case of mastitis, moving only by God’s grace through the influence of anti-biotics, making the possibility of a run to the strawberry farm most unlikely.
But not for God. I opened the back door this morning to let a toddler out to the sandbox—and there sat 2 quarts of fresh strawberries, anonymously donated by some kind-hearted soul.
And now two fresh strawberry pies (made very slowly) are sitting on the counter for us to celebrate—and savor– God’s faithfulness over the last 11 years.
God provides. He is Jehovah Jireh.
He does what we cannot do. What we see as impossible, is all possible for Him.
Like growing fledging, budding relationships into flourishing, deeply-rooted marriages. Like sending strawberries secretly to backsteps.
Lord, thank you for providing for yet another day in this marriage, doing what we cannot do. And for caring about the minute details of our lives—like even bringing me strawberries which will certainly bring on one of Darryl’s wonderful pearly white smiles. How we can trust you to grow relationships….
