I’d never have chosen things to be the way they were in the past, but having lived through the hurricane and aftermath of a messed up marriage I’ve got a bench mark for ‘bad’ in marriage terms, and also ‘good’.
This weekend, for example.
It’s been pretty awful in life terms. Some rough stuff happened to one of my kids and we’re trying to work it out. Seeing your child in pain is a horrible thing. It’s made me feel angry and betrayed.
But the thing which makes it not impossible to deal with is that the person who gave me the flowers in the picture is going through this rough weekend with me. He’s doing the stuff which needs to be done. He’s standing up for our kids. He’s reassuring me. He’s taking care of me. He’s not just on the same page as me, he’s on the same letter on the same word on the same line on the same paragraph.
So tonight I’m giving thanks.
I’m giving thanks to God for enabling us to restore our marriage
I’m giving thanks to God for giving me a life partner who is brave and courageous and kind.
I’m giving thanks to God for His presence in the bad times as well as the good.
I’m giving thanks to God because He has shown us that He is faithful and can do immeasurably more than we can ask or imagine, and so in this hard time we know He can be trusted.