Yesterday my husband and I celebrated our tenth anniversary. Years ago, we had planned to celebrate our tenth anniversary by taking a second honeymoon to the west coast to see the Redwoods and Giant Sequoias. Instead, we ordered take-out burritos and listened over the radio as the Detroit Red Wings lost game seven of their playoff series.
Ten years ago, I married my best friend. We're still best friends, but it's been quite a decade. We've laughed, we've cried, we've loved, we've hurt. We've walked our own way, and we've walked with Jesus; we're learning what it means to die to ourselves and serve each other...to wash one another's feet. One thing is for certain: we know way more about true love- Christ's love for us and our love for each other- than we did on our wedding day.