I was browsing through some old Christian music the other night, the kind they used to call “Jesus Music” back in the 70s. While doing so, I came across a song that I’d actually forgotten about by a group called Daniel Amos. The song is “Happily Married Man” and it reminded me of just how blessed and fortunate I am to BE a Happily Married Man.
I am married to the very best and perfect wife for me. We both have the same sort of weird humor that most of our friends and family get, but many people who don’t know us, don’t get. We both love to laugh, a lot!
We understand each other’s love language and do our absolute best to speak that language to each other. We are so often on the same “wave-length” that when we are watching a show or movie together and see something that seems somehow wrong or weird, we both say the say thing at the same time. And that cracks us up.
There are things that we each like that the other doesn’t, and that is perfectly fine. We don’t NEED to like the same things, and we both realize how important it is to also have our own interests in things like movies, TV shows, music, books, sports, hobbies. And even in that, we support each other. I mean, come on, Debbie has gone with me to see a Grateful Dead movie and a Grateful Dead band. How many people who have known her long enough would have EVER expected that? Of course, my music taste is so diversely eclectic that anything she would want to hear is perfectly fine. And that is part of my weirdness that she is happy with.
We have both reached the point in our life that going out to concerts or even movies, or pretty much anywhere, doesn’t have an appeal to us any longer. We are both perfectly content to stay home and enjoy just BEING with each other.
Our life experiences in our past so mirror each other that we know that was part of why God brought us together. We both know grief and sorrow, and how to comfort each other and to allow each to grieve when we need to. We both understand how a certain memory can trigger a reaction, and we can grieve and cry together because our love unites us in that grief; we both experience it together, with each other.
But of course, the greatest thing that guarantees that I am a Happily Married Man is that we both love God, we both have our identity in Jesus, and we both need the daily filling of the Holy Spirit to lead us through each day. We keep our marriage, and our lives focused on Jesus and not on other things or people. It is always Jesus first, and then each other.
And that is why I am a Happily Married Man!
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But my number one goal, my mission in life, is to glorify God in everything that I do and all that I am. As 1 Corinthians 10:31 states, “So whether you eat or drink, or whatever you do, do it all for the glory of God.” That’s it. That is my mission. God has assigned that mission to me (and to all followers of Jesus) and I have chosen to accept that mission.
But because I want to glorify God, and to honor Him with everything I do, I invite Him to search my heart, my thoughts, every single day. The things I’m anxious about, the times when anxiety or even depression seem to overwhelm me, I want God to see those thoughts so that He can handle them for me.
I have many new friends who probably have never seen this and/or don’t know why my birthday (yesterday, August 17) is always so bittersweet for me. It’s hard to believe it has been 48 years since that fateful morning. I can remember those details so clearly. It really doesn’t seem possible it was that long ago.
Psalms 119: 66-68 I believe in your commands, now teach me good judgment and knowledge. I used to wander off until you disciplined me; but now I closely follow your word. You are good and do only good; teach me your decrees. I was raised in the church. I was dedicated to the service of…