So, this past weekend, my husband whisked me away for a very romantic Valentines Day Weekend. It’s funny how a weekend away from an ordinary, plain, and boring life can change our perspective and point of view. The plain and ordinary rainy day didn’t seem so ordinary from 30,000 feet….
Because we were late (a blog post for another day, believe me) my husband and I could not sit together. And the ordinary lady who sat next to me in row 7 didn’t seem so ordinary when she held my hand 20,000 feet in the air and told me not to be afraid, that God loves me. How did she know I had fear in my heart about flying?
And did you know, upon finding yourself lost in the biggest city in Texas, God can use OnStar to remind you to ask Him for direction. That in an ordinary traffic jam, he whispers to a husband and wife that He is the ultimate GPS. There is nothing ordinary about finding yourself at a dead stop on one of Texas’ busiest highways and looking at each other in the eye realizing that marriage is anything but ordinary and boring. It is labor and work and trials and messy. And the Hollywood version of romance couldn’t hold a candle to the road we’ve traveled.
That an ordinary building, at the right angle and under the right lighting, reminds us that He is the bright and morning star. And that the vows that were said were really promises to eat the burnt dinner and hold your sick child while sheets are cleaned at 3 in the morning and picking up the towels and fetching some milk. And better or worse was really a promise to love fully despite the flaws. And it is this. This thing called marriage. The regular ordinary of marriage that has taught me more about grace and love than any other experience this side of heaven.
And yeah, marriage is like a dance. We stand, we fall, we trip, we quicken and slow, we step on toes. But through it all, we dance together. As one. Husbands leading gently and wives following to the rhythm. Who knew that on Valentine’s Day, that thousands of marriages across the world would find themselves falling in love with the God of the Universe – learning how to love each other more deeply, renewing their vows, and taking in a fresh breath of God’s unfailing grace.
And returning to their homes as one, to the regular and the ordinary to see fresh miracles in our ordinary families. To recognize the grace in the simple. To see beyond the cloudy day and know that sunshine is coming. Letting go of all we have and getting filled up on His love. And constantly reminded that we are more than our kitchen sinks and washing machines and papers on our desks because we have a love that is miraculous and extraordinary. And it is this love that challenges to bring grace with us wherever we walk, sprinkling it on life and reviving the ordinary. And these are lives that are the real Hollywood movies. These are the real headlines. Lives that are lived serving each other and loving each other. Becoming one so that the One may be known.