Twenty-nine years ago today I went on my first date with Danae LeMonde and six years after that date we got married. Since she was 15 and I, 17 years of age, we rode a lot of calm and rough seas together. This weekend we celebrate our twenty-third anniversary while swimming in the Atlantic. Much like life, lots of waves, excitement and this weekend some rough seas.
It wasn’t long after our first date that I knew she was the one. I asked God if he would put us together, and He did. He did this even though we were still just kids trying to find our place in the world. Fortunately, our place was together.
For twenty-nine years we have chased each other, careers, children, friends, and our faith. Ultimately, it was and is an incredible adventure; like riding a jet ski in the Indian Ocean during monsoon season while drinking mimosas.
I generated the only hurricanes that ever blew through our home. It is Danae’s grace, resolve, and forgiveness that squelched the squalls.
I am fortunate to be her partner in life.
How married couples make it without Christ in their marriage is beyond us as He has been the bond that held us together and the example that makes a marriage even a viable option in reality. If there is no one home in the heavens, then there is no reason for life together. But God is at home, and He created marriage, and its existence is proof of his Oneness.
So I’ve cranked up the jet skis and poured the champagne in the orange juice and I am hoping for many more years with my best friend.