TGIF

Fridays don't mean as much ever since my dear husband returned to classes. He's focused this year on attaining his MBA. We've only three semesters left! Those of you who have been through this know all too well how much sacrifice and commitment this requires from the entire family. Saturdays are full of either work or school, and another night of the week is taken away besides. But it's a commitment we have made together.
Actually, it was a commitment we made 15 years ago at the altar - a life given to each other to help the other achieve their very best in body, mind, and soul. No, we didn't vow to "love and attain a good education, until death do us part." But the free gift of self at the altar took away our own freedom to live our lives for ourselves, based on our own comfort. As these two young twenty somethings looked into each other's eyes and said, "I Do'. (Actually, because of the way the question was worded, we had to say "I Will" - but that's another story), could we have possibly understood the fullness of the gift we gave and received? Did he perceive the possibility that he was taking on the responsbility, not only of a wife, but of six children who would depend entirely upon his loving provision and hard work for their very life? Was he prepared then to be her rock through their struggle with cancer?
Was his young bride aware that she had just given away her freedom to live for herself only, and to make decisions based on her comfort level? Did she know then that true love consists of a willing life of service? Did she know her life's work would be focused on getting six little souls into heaven?
Christian Marriage - it ain't for whimps.

Thy Kingdom Come!