Tuesday, July 1, 2014

Special Day

July 1, 1967
Today, July 1, is a special day in our family.  It is the day my parents said, "I do."  The day they promised to spend the rest of their lives together.  The day our little family took flight.

Forty-seven years.  My parents have had forty-seven years together as a married couple.  They have had many joys, some sorrows, lots of fun, a bunch of challenges.

Through it all, they have always worked it out.  Their commitment to God has helped them through the good times and the hard times.

Even without words, just by watching them, I learned commitment to God is the most important thing in life.  When that is a person's number one priority, the difficulties and the joys can be handled with grace, more grace than a person could muster up on their own.

December 2013
Last year I had the privilege of living with my parents for nine months.  It can be a challenge for parents to allow their very independent daughter to live with them for such a long time, I think!  However, grace abounded.

I loved watching Mom and Dad interact.  They have a way of communicating that most people cannot follow.  Fortunately, my dad usually knows how to finish my mom's sentences because she rarely finishes one!  Thankfully, my mom has a good sense of humor because my dad loves to make dumb jokes.

When two people have been together for so long, they have a life dance with music the rest of us cannot hear.  Even though my dad has absolutely no rhythm, he and my mom dance beautifully.

Their love for each other is absolutely evident and adorable.  Their love for God is strong and pours out of every pore of their being.

I am so thankful for my parents.
Thank you, God!

2 comments:

Shonda Mobley said...

Just an example of of their ability to not just survive but thrive...Yesterday, I called because I wanted to know what the plan was for returning to Mayo for Dad's check-up for the new treatment plan. They were at Culver's in Austin, MN (which is where they were just a few short weeks ago in the middle of a tornado warning) and were planning to call me. So, when Dad handed Mom the phone she asked if Dad had called or I had called. They got the giggles because they were so wrapped up in talking about the book they were listening to, Mom hadn't paid attention to the phone ringing! :) Which lead to a story about how on the way home from Rochester last time, they were listening to a book and were laughing so hard that Mom didn't know she was driving on the rumble strips. Dad, the one hard of hearing, had to tell Mom, the one with super-hearing, to move over!

What a Joy (and Roger) to have parents who still love one another and live out their Faith in such small be hugely meaningful ways!!!

Anonymous said...

Thank You Shan!! We're still dancing and to God's music. Dad still finishes Mom's sentences and I still moan at his jokes. God indeed has lead us to each other and sustained us all these years. Love you Shan! Mom and Dad