We're taking the day off together. Today marks 33 years that Martha and I have been married. Yikes! That's a long time, longer than we were single. But it also seems like yesterday when we walked through the woods of Camp Hanover in Virginia at an outdoor service and pledged our vows to each other. But since that day three wonderful children were born and raised and released on their own, seven different states were our places of residence, six churches allowed me to be their intern, youth pastor and pastor, and two institutions have hired Martha to teach art, six great trips to France, two trips to Africa to teach, and six church tours to Israel, Greece, Turkey, Italy and Germany, and countless really good good friends to join us in the journey.
So what are we going to do? We're planning on what we do best, wandering a city and looking at art, and getting a really good meal somewhere we don't know about yet.
The text I'm mulling on preaching for Sunday is Psalm 105:1-6 where it is a call for Israel to "remember" God's good acts in their lives. I guess a good anniversary is remembering the incredible good gifts my wife has been giving me for 33 years and for God's sustaining graciousness to us both (especially giving her patience with me!).