On July 4 my lovely wife and I marked 17 years of marriage. It got me thinking about some of the other numbers that have defined the years since she graciously agreed to join her life with mine:
One God, Who has blessed and watched over us through those 17 years. We've attended one church our whole marriage, which has had one senior pastor during our entire married life. We've gone to one U2 concert (U2 and "One" go together!), but that will be two in October!
Two boys (soon I'll have to say "two men"), and two houses we've owned.
Three jobs that Char has worked at for money, which doesn't include the hardest jobs of all: wife and mom, for which the payment is not counted in dollars. Three dogs (not counting the two puppies born to our two poodles).
Four times Char has gone on overseas trips with me, including three VOM trips and a wonderful family vacation in Europe. I've held four full-time jobs during our marriage. Four sets of our family have moved overseas to be involved in Gospel work since 1992. And we have four parents who are serving the Lord and living out a legacy for us to follow.
Five times Char's been in the hospital; the first was only six weeks into our marriage with a near-ruptured appendix, the last was when she discovered she had Celiac.
Seven vehicles, starting out with Char's little Honda and my '65 Mustang. One of our cars Kedrick christened "the noisy car." It was a gift from some friends…a gift I think I drove for at least three years, and then sold for $75. Yes, $75.
Ten years that we've had kids in Christian school. When we started out it made even less sense, financially, than it does now. But I felt a strong conviction about it. God has faithfully provided, and we've never missed a meal; today Char's conviction matches my own. We are thankful for Godly teachers who have influenced our boys.
Eleven years I've worked at VOM, during which time Char has commissioned and supported me to travel all over the world to meet with and interview persecuted Christians. I am thankful for her sacrifice and grace and support.
Those are countable…there are other things we can't count. The friends God has blessed our lives with. The number of basketball games we've watched and cheered for the boys. The disagreements we've had…and the times we've made up.
I wish I could honestly say I've been a perfect husband, that I've never let Char down. I wish I could say I've always provided safe haven for her, a place she knew she'd find unconditional love and acceptance. I can't.
What I can say is that I married a good woman, a person who has supported me and sacrificed for me and who loves me. I married a woman who was and is committed to me and to our marriage, come what may. I am a blessed man, and I am grateful to the one God who provided her to me, and to Char for being such a woman.
My novel, Justice for All, is dedicated to Char with these words: "I love the woman you are. And I love the woman you are becoming."
I still do.
