The Summer of 1977

The Summer of 1977 was the Greatest Summer of My Life… I will admit it. Marriage and life’s minutia and menagerie of inconsequential issues and circumstances can sometimes confuse and frustrate me. I learned through unnecessary trial and error that it doesn’t have to be so. My marriage is my most important ministry. Earlier in our marriage we didn’t have mentors or any one that was willing to walk alongside of us. We didn’t know what we needed. The tight rope of a relationship we held onto began to pop, one strand at a time. A few of my friends have heard me say this but God suggested to, asked me, and finally told me to just let her love you. She will love you not judge you. She can help you see how much you are worth to me. She will care for you when you can’t care for yourself. She will see the light in your eyes when no one else can. She will sit on the edge of life with you until you find your way back to heaven in my arms. She won’t run from the life I have for you both. She will let you be the man that I intend you to be because she is the woman I created just for you. There was only one requirement. I had to die to self and live to learn what God had planted deep in her heart. Only then would He give me access to her soul. Just let her love you and your lives will take flight. I love you Janet. Glad the tomb is empty.