Prayer ~ Thank You, Lord Jesus…for Your guidance, mercy, encouragement through others, and most of all Your love—that helps us preserve and unselfishly keep going.
Love never gives up, never loses faith, is always
hopeful, and endures through every circumstance. 1 Corinthians
13:7
Meditate on love.
When I took the envelope out of the mailbox, I knew it was a card and although she hadn’t written her name, only her address, I knew it was from my dear friend Mary Ellen. She just goes by Mary now, but her Mom always called her Mary Ellen when we were growing up and that is just who she is to me. That is especially true now that I have three close friends named “Mary”.
The card was stiff in its envelope and I tucked it in with
the other mail—waiting until I got home to open it. I knew what it was. There
is a big occasion about to happen and my friend won’t be with me in person so
she is helping me celebrate early. At home I looked at the envelope and thought
about what that card was commemorating. Jerry, my husband, and I are about to
celebrate our 50th wedding anniversary. Fifty years together. Mary
had been there that day—playing the organ during the wedding ceremony at our
church.
I opened the envelope and there it was a big, gold heart with
the number 50 on the front of the card. It was real. 50 years! Our 50th
Wedding Anniversary.
I vaguely remember my paternal grandparents 50th
wedding anniversary.
They looked so old. They were old. Grandma was very matronly and her hair was
almost totally all white—well, mine is getting that way. And Granddad was
stout, gruff, and bald as bald can be. At least Jerry has most of his hair! A
gift of an enormous, gold starburst wall clock was given to my grandparents by
their six children and all us numerous grandchildren. It hung on their wall for
years and Granddad wound it up every Sunday afternoon. Sometimes we’d be
visiting when he did that weekly chore. It was a seven-day clock. After he
passed away one of the uncles would wind it up for Grandma—always on Sunday.
My own parents didn’t make it to their 50th, since
Mom died just three months before the event. On what would have been their big
day, I called Dad who had gone to Arizona for the winter without her. He tried
to be jovial, but he missed the party and his sweetheart.
Jerry’s parents celebrated their 50th anniversary in
Hawaii, watching Jerry run in the Honolulu Marathon. Great race—even though he
walked part of it—he finished! They’d been married nearly seventy years the
year they both died.
Fifty years. It’s real. We made it! We’ve finished the
race—and we have the 50th Anniversary Card now to prove it.
Thank you, Mary. We couldn’t have made it to this milestone
without the encouragement and support of family and friends, like you. They say
that it takes a village to raise a child. Likewise, I think it takes years of prayers
and lots of encouraging words from others for any marriage to succeed and reach
milestones of seven, ten, twenty, twenty-five or fifty years of devoted love,
compromise, and companionship. The card with the big, gold 50 commemorates that
milestone for us. 50 years. It is real.
Verses of Salvation ~ In that day the people will
proclaim, “This is our God! We trusted Him. And He saved us! This is the Lord,
in whom we trusted. Let us rejoice in the salvation He brings!” Isaiah 25:9
Memory Verse of the Week ~ Be thankful in all
circumstances, for this is God's will for you who belong to Christ Jesus. 1
Thessalonians 5:18
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