Dwayne and I celebrated our 21st Anniversary last week. Now we’ve been married as long as we were alive before we we’re married. The last few years are not Instagram worthy. God knows the unfiltered truth; and we are no longer under any delusions about ourselves, which is a grace in itself. Turns out we are just average, maybe even wicked. We’re no exceptions; we need God’s grace, maybe even desperately. But marriage is a good, it is a constant, unrelenting grace, maybe especially when it isn’t easy. In the words of Andrew Peterson, “When I lose my way, find me. When I loose loves chains, bind me. At the end of all my faith, till the end of all my days, when I forget my name, remind me.”
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