It was 15 years ago today, that my newly-wedded husband said to me that he thought we should accept the jobs we'd been offered to serve in Singapore. I was hosting a Valentine's couples party that night, and I'm not sure I said a word all evening. I remember that as I anticipated telling our parents we were leaving that I did not sleep a wink that Valentine's night. But when he turned to me that day and said, "Will you go with me?" I replied, "I'll go. I'm going wherever you are going." And I don't regret it.
Today is a snowy day, and frankly, it's a hard day. My heart is heavy with a situation I can't discuss on a public blog. But I'd rather be here, married to this man that I love so much, than with any other man, even living in a condo in the Bahamas with fresh juice poured for me and servants waving palm branches over me.
Happy Valentine's Day to you all!
When the darkness closes in, Lord, still I will say, "Blessed be the name of the Lord."