I've been laid up after an accident. Couldn't get to the computer for quite some time.
Yeah -- that whole pride comes before the fall stuff. I always thought, with some degree of pride, that I had an intact family. Yeah 5 kids, for goodness sake!!!!!! I felt we were on some sort of mission, to provide a haven for hurting people. My wife and kids an I always provided great hospitality, and craziness and fun. Our home was anchored in love, deep wisdom and self-sacrifice. It was playful. I always felt we were a team -- but not just for ourselves -- but as a sign to the world that there is a deeper, richer music than can help us fashion our lives with beauty and love.
Funny. When this all started over a year ago. I went to visit a pastor and his family and stayed overnight. The home flowed with peace and quiet strength. It was one of those places, where the "vibe" of a strong marriage seemed to heal everything around it. To us religious folk that's the power of the age to come flowing into out broken world. Good marriages often are counduits for this healing power.
Yeah....broke but in love.
When we got married we bought our rings from a second-hand jewler. We were broke but in love. The store is still there. I've visited twice in the last year.
When we had a little more money -- I would delight to give it to my wife. I remember a short story by Lin Yutang about a husband who loved to press silver and gold into the palm of his wife's hand. I wanted to be that husband. When she counted on me and I could "press the gold" into her palm, I loved to do so.
