Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
1 Corinthians 13:4-7
He had just turned 18 when they met in late August of 1978. She was a few months shy of 18. They had just completed their first week at small Christian college in the corner of East Tennessee and both of them were far from home and eager to make new friends. He was with a group of guys and she was with a group of girls. Together they decided to explore the area on which the campus was situated, just outside of town.
She was loud, he was quiet and thoughtful. His first impression was that she was a radical feminist and that he should steer clear of her. Her first impression was that he was a nerd and she should steer clear of him. Okay, he was a nerd with beautiful green eyes hidden behind glasses that seemed to look deep within her but that was beside the point! She soon forgot him as she entered into a rousing debate with one of his roomates. The end result was she and the roomate went out on a few dates and that was that. Or was it?
They ended up having the same friends so they continued to run into one another. About two months later, she went for a walk. She was feeling rather blue and forlorn. She was also homesick. There he was again walking with a friend and another girl she knew. Would she like to join them? She did. They had... cookies.
She found herself sitting on a hill with him and telling him her challenges and fears. He was a good listener. A very good listener and when she apologized for crying on his shoulder. He looked at her through his beautiful green eyes, smiled and said, That's okay, I'm wearing a waterproof jacket. They became friends. The best of friends. In fact, some people even thought they were romantic friends but they weren't. They were simply friends.
She discovered her thoughts turning toward him more and more. Other guys seemed to be interested in what they could get out of a relationship. They simply seemed to only think about themselves rather than what they could give. He seemed different though. It seemed like he was always giving to those around him. Not money because he had very little but he was always giving of himself and people noticed. He didn't seem to have ulterior motives or wear masks. He was simply himself, always kind and thoughtful, even if you were misfit. As a result, he seemed to draw the misfits .
One day in February 1979, as they talked they discovered that their friendship had blossomed into love. This did not surprise their friends in the least. Their response was, What took you two so long? It seemed like everyone knew they belonged together and that they were the last to know!
On August 22, 1981, they stood together and pledging their love to one another in the presence of God, family and friends, they became one flesh, bound together by God. He would turn 21 the next day and always says she was the best birthday present he ever received. As they stood together on that day, filled with hopes and dreams, they never imagined that they would have to prove their vows time and time again.
... to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; from this day forward until death do us part.
Twenty-six years later he would walk down a hospital corridor and realize she was not at his side. He looked back and saw her standing there, unable to move. He saw the pain in her stricken eyes. He saw her open her mouth and close it again, unable to speak. He rushed to her side and wrapped her in his arms. Finally she whispered, I can't move. Gently he replied, That's okay. I will stand here beside you until you can and then we will walk together. I will be there with you.
And he was. Through all the doctor appointments and cancer treatments, he was there. He held her head when she became ill and would tenderly wipe her face. He waited on her hand and foot and when she cried about her appearance and being a burden he simply said, Don't you know I only want to see your face?
A couple of years later, he nearly lost her. Her life was spared but he did not know if she would come back to him. He couldn't reach her but he knew God could. Still, he stayed by right by her side. He would stay there, no matter what, whether she knew him or not. He would take care of her always, just like he had promised her, just like he had promised God twenty-eight years earlier. God gave his bride back to him. It wasn't time for her to come home yet. Her heart ached though, for she knew she was no longer quite the woman she had been. She felt like she was no longer his help-meet. Instead she felt like she was his burden but whenever she tried to express that, he cut her short. Didn't she remember that he only wanted to see her face? Didn't she know that he only wanted her by his side? He had meant what he said on that day long ago,
... in sickness and in health...
and he would always love and cherish her... just like he had promised so long ago. He is a man of his word.
Three years passed and on that day he didn't know what to tell her. He had let her down! What was she going to do? Who would protect her and care for her? He could not think about what would happen to him now. All he could think about was her. When she heard that he had lost the job he'd had for so many years, she asked him where he was. She hung up the phone and without hesitation she pulled on her jacket and rushed out to her car. She knew if she told him she was coming, he would worry about her and tell her to stay home. She was NOT going to stay home and since she didn't want to argue with him, she didn't tell him she was coming until she was already on her way.
He stood up when she walked through the door. He took a step forward before collapsing. He didn't hit the floor. She broke his fall and mustering all of her strength, she stood up and held him tightly. She would stay by his side, loving him and supporting him, no matter what. She had manet what she said on that day long ago,
... for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer...
On this day, thirty-three years ago, before God and a church filled with witnesses, my husband and I made a promise,
... to love and to cherish; from this day forward until death do us part.
This is our story and the answer is still...
That was one of the most inspiring and beautiful love stories that I have read in a long time -it has brought joy to my heart, tears to my eys and wonderful memories of my wife and our 44 years this Feburary. Both you and your husband K are blessed beyond measure to have each other.
Absolutely wonderful! I like wmj was so moved by the love and commitment you both have shown in the Lord! Of course my eyes were teared up too. Happy Anniversary and have a great, joyous and blessed celebration!
Had to add the song above! You two embody this ... Still bringing tears of joy!
Happy Anniversary my friend.
Happy Anniversary, K !
This is a lovely, lovely testimony of the beauty of marriage. Thank you for sharing it.
Now that I have cracked every pane of glass in your house, K, I would like to say what a touching blog this was. And since the men have admitted to teary eyes, it's only but right I confess as well.
Hope your hubby gets a read of this and that hope you both have a great time celebrating your anniversary ... I see you already got a lot of so am sending a instead.
God bless both of you,
Aha! Here is what I was looking for - some deep words for the occasion, from none other than Winnie the Pooh:
"If you live to be a hundred, I want
To live to be a hundred minus one day,
So I never have to live without you."
Since Sarah already quoted Winnie the Pooh, I had to go with Dr. Seuss...
Your blog took me from laughing out loud...[quote]She was loud, he was quiet and thoughtful[/quote]... I BUSTED out laughing at that line... because of course I have MET you two! And I know it to be true. I remember so many times sitting and talking or playing games or telling life stories... and you would BELT out "BLEST" or B2Y" and laugh so heartily... (yes, CB, when we are together Kathy calls me Blest as often as she calls me Beth... and I think she calls Kirk 'B2Y' almost all the time!" And when Dave would chime in... we'd all have to be very quiet so we could hear him... ... Better revise that... Kathy, you and[b] I [/b] would have to be very quiet whenever [b]either[/b] of the men would talk...
... And your blog had me with tears streaming down my face... remembering your brain aneurysm... what a dark dark time that was... oh how we prayed...
And when we knew you were out of the woods... those many days later, Kirk [b]immediately[/b] quoted Philippians 2:27
"For indeed (s)he was sick nigh unto death: but God had mercy on him(her); and not on him only, but on me also, lest I should have sorrow upon sorrow"
Yes, God had mercy on Dave, but on us also...
And we are so very thankful that He did.
blessings and much love to you both
blest ... or "BLEST!"
You two certainly exemplify what marriage is supposed to be all about. Through thick or thin, good times or bad times, no matter what--you are in this thing together: AND YOU HAVE PROVED IT!
Hope you have/had a beautiful anniversary/Dave's birthday. I find it very curious that Dave's birthday is the day after your anniversary. Hmmm
Thanks for sharing you guy's beautiful love story. By the way, Dave looks exactly the same after all these years except the color of his hair/beard. That is wild.
Wow, this is just so amazing. And the way you describe you husband it shows that many years down the road your love is still growing. Thank you