"And you may find yourself behind the wheel of a large automobile
And you may find yourself in a beautiful house, with a beautiful wife
And you may ask yourself, well, how did I get here?"
And you may find yourself in a beautiful house, with a beautiful wife
And you may ask yourself, well, how did I get here?"
--"Once in a Lifetime", Talking Heads
I've asked myself this question a couple of times in the past month. How did I get here? On one level, ours is a fairly straight forward, boy meets girl, boy talks to girl for hours at a mutual friend's going away party, boy takes two months to ask her out, boy and girl fall in love, boy proposes to girl, boy sells his house, boy and girl get married, kind of story.
But I don't ask that question because I don't know our story. I ask that question because the place I'm at now is not the place I thought I would be at years ago. It's much, much better. So I bring to my marriage an open mind and a deep appreciation for God's goodness to me over the years. I don't know where the journey will take us - and I know that there will be struggles - but as the song we used for our reception entrance says, "I know that God, my God, God is good." And that's how I got here.
But I don't ask that question because I don't know our story. I ask that question because the place I'm at now is not the place I thought I would be at years ago. It's much, much better. So I bring to my marriage an open mind and a deep appreciation for God's goodness to me over the years. I don't know where the journey will take us - and I know that there will be struggles - but as the song we used for our reception entrance says, "I know that God, my God, God is good." And that's how I got here.
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