Ten years. Let me say it again, ten years! The cute craftsman and I have been married ten years now and I stand here in shock. In some ways it seems like so long ago that we met, and in other ways it seems like just yesterday. I know this is the saga of every one's lives, and for me there are certain milestones that flood my heart and brain with such realizations. Bringing a new baby home, sending your first baby to kindergarten, or little things like celebrating your ten year anniversary with your husband.
But today my reflections are on a small detail of what he said to me when we were out to dinner that night, "Even though it was an uniformed decision, I have never, never once regretted it". How does that come off to the ear of someone that doesn't know us...I wonder? To me, it is romantic beyond words.
Uniformed decisions. How many uniformed decisions do we make in our lives? As Christians, we are called to pray about everything...everything! But what happens when you are making decisions, big decision and you are not a Christian. Often, life gets messy. So why isn't my marriage messy? One word...GRACE! It's the only explanation I have. Our marriage is far from perfect, and it is hard many days, life in general is hard. But all the big stuff is just how it should be. So today I celebrate that God knows the past, present and future and is not held by time. I celebrate that though there were two lost people making a very uniformed decision ten years ago, He was keeping watch over our lives even then. I celebrate that even though at that time our vows were a formality to us, He knew that one day they would mean so much more. Today I am giving thanks for the undeserved grace that has been poured out over top of uniformed decisions.