Breast cancer is yucky. If I could choose not to have it, I would give it up in a heartbeat. But it’s not all sadness and tears either. It’s chocolate covered strawberries for breakfast. It’s playing hooky from school to go bowling and eat chocolate shakes. It’s love in the way of a magic blanket from my BFF. (Lewis has discovered the magic.) It’s less about seeking the approval of people and more about leaning on my Savior. It’s a new recliner to recover in. (C and O have temporarily taken it over.) It’s a college friend who has gone before me…
This summer I read through the books of Isaiah and Jeremiah. I didn’t have a particular reason for reading them. I guess I just wanted to hang out with some of the major prophets. But God knew the reason I was reading some of his OT big guys . I’m sure he handpicked them for me. Because, he knew in June, how much I would need Isaiah and Jeremiah’s words in January (and now February). I page through those books now and land on passage after passage of scripture that I underlined while sitting on my back deck last summer. They have…
“While we had developed an extraordinary relationship, we had never been extraordinary people. We were just two flawed humans, who eventually discovered what it was to put the other first.” – Mary Potter Kenyon, Chemo-Therapist, How Cancer Saved a Marriage. Isn’t that what it’s all about? Discovering how to put the other first? Two flawed people committing their lives to each other and then hopping into life full-force, sometimes completely missing the planks in our own eyes while trying to dig the sawdust out of our mate’s. Anyone can have an ordinary-survival-mode type of marriage. It is only when we…