"32 Years" - 11/27/14 - IThessalonians 1-5; 2 Thessalonians 1-3

God's amazing grace be with you! God's robust peace!

Every time we think of you, we thank God for you. Day and night you're in our prayers."

(1 Thessalonians 1:1-2)

 

How differently this day is compared to the 27th of November 32 years ago.

 

We are together in the kitchen, both in our pj's, working on our contributions towards the Holtschlag feast.  Curt is peeling away the 25-30 pounds of potatoes and I have put my peach pudding into the oven. 

 

There isn't any amount of makeup able to cover up my wrinkles while Curt doesn't care if his show or not.  My wedding dress hangs in our bedroom on display and I sigh realizing one leg would pretty much fill the space my waist used to.  I wonder why it is gray hairs enhance my husband, while they don't do the same for me.  So not fair.  Instead of just the two of us starting out together on this day, we are surrounded by those who are here, "just because of two people".

 

Last night as I was praying and thinking about the past 32 years, memories of joy, heartache, good and hard memories, marched through my head, reminders of all the water that has passed under the bridge. 

If I could, would I go back and repeat this day from 32 years ago? 

 

Curt and I met on June 9th during the week he was back in Quincy packing up and moving to Texas.  After that week, we were together the few weekends he would drive back and a week when I went down to see him.  There were many who speculated I was pregnant to be getting married in only five months.  I wasn't.  There was just something within us that knew we were to be together.

 

Neither of us walked with The Lord.  It was in becoming pregnant with Adam I finally woke up and realized I needed to have an intimate relationship with our ABBA.  That was the beginning.

 

We have been and are evidence in how our ABBA uses everything for His Glory.  Today, I am able to look and see myself, Curt, Adam, Nichalas, Amber, and many others in our lives, who have come to know our ABBA directly linked from our being together.  I stand amazed at how He has/is, using us as part of His Kingdom come. 

 

There have been times of hanging on to each other tightly and times of wanting to let go.  On this day of Thanksgiving, I am so blessed we endured and have made it. 

 

If I could, would I go back and repeat this day from 32 years ago?

 

In a heartbeat - YES.

 

"Every time I think of "my Curt", I thank God for him. Day and night he is in my prayers."