The strangest thing happened Wednesday morning. My wife and I woke up next to each other in bed, snuggled together, and we both said, “I love you” which is the first thing we have said to each other every morning and the last thing we say to each other every night, just before we fall asleep spooning, during our fifteen year marriage.
During the day we traveled some 240 miles in our RV, stopping for fuel and a potty break along the way. Several times Terry pointed out antelope she spotted along the way, and once, even some camels in a field. We chatted about all kinds of things during our trip, from our kids to our business, to our summer travel plans. I got nervous passing a semi with a wide load just as a strong wind hit us broadside, and Terry reassured me that I had plenty of room to get by him, and complimented me on my driving skills. As we do often, a few times one or the other of us said, “I love you.” We both say that a lot during the course of the day.
When we arrived at our campground we were both a bit tired and cranky from the 95 degree heat and I’m afraid we had a couple of cross words between us as we got parked and set up. But that passed quickly, and later on we went to dinner. I held the car door for Terry, as I always do, and though the restaurant didn’t live up to our expectations, we enjoyed our time together.
We came home, worked on some publishing chores, watched a little TV, and went to bed. The last thing we said to each other as we were falling asleep was, “I love you.” This morning we woke up, repeated the same “I love you” and made love.
Strange, even though the Supreme Court struck down the Defense of Marriage Act Wednesday, we got through the day and last night, and today we’re still married. I passed a big burley trucker on the highway and had no desire at all to crawl back into the sleeper of his cab with him. Our waitress at dinner last night was a very pretty young lady, but I didn’t notice she and my wife exchanging long sultry looks. None of those terrible, sick perverted gay people whose rights the federal government upheld tried to recruit us or destroy our relationship. As it turns out, they were busy living their own lives, just like we are busy living ours.
So what’s the problem with two people loving each other? Why don’t those so quick to quote the Bible and talk about sin remember John 8:7, "He who is without sin among you, let him cast a stone at her."?
You know what I think? I think our marriage didn’t need defending all along. Instead of defending it, we nurture it. You’d be surprised what happens when you do.