Today is my parents' 48th wedding anniversary and my dad's 68th birthday. My parents got married on dad's birthday, probably so he wouldn't ever forget his anniversary date!
I'm sure my parents have been through their share of rocky roads, disagreements and difficult times over the last 48 years, but the choice they made to stay together has blessed me and my siblings. Mom and dad never talked about finances (or lack thereof) in front of me nor did they ever argue in front of me, although I'm sure there were many "silent nights" in our home due to their disagreements. They made sure we were at church as a family every Sunday morning, Sunday night and Wednesday night. If I ever thought of sleeping in on Sunday morning, daddy was quick to take away my Saturday night privileges. There were many occasions as a teenager when I would hunker down in the backseat of our 1979 green Chevrolet Impala because I was embarrassed to be seen in such a vehicle, much less be seen riding around with my parents! They did their best and in my opinion, their best WAS good enough.
More than anything, my parents made a choice to love each other. When you are young and in love, love is a gushy, feel-good feeling. After you've been married for some time, love becomes a choice---a choice to stay with the person you married even though you have great disdain for them, all because you made a promise before God on your wedding day. My parents choice to stay together, fight the good fight and work through the problems have benefited me in setting an example of how God relates to His children. Although we mess up on a daily basis, say things we should take back and do things we shouldn't, God never turns His back on us. God's love for us is the perfect correlation as to how our marriage should be.