It's 6:44pm, and Jeff calls. I answer, "Hi, sunshine!" He replies, "I'm not driving and calling."
I giggle. I can hear the road noise in the background. I ask, "Are you calling and driving?"
"I've had the worst day in recorded history," he tells me, "and I just wanted to hear your beautiful voice before I wrap up this crap show."
"Yay!" I tell him, instinctively going for the cheer since it's been a good day for me, anyway, and so I've got that much to offer. I don't mention I've been holding dinner for forty-four minutes. I say, "I love you, and you're the best ever."
"Okay," I tell him, "I love you, and I'll see you soon," even though I have no idea how long it'll be before I see him.
"I love you," he says, and "Buh-bye," then I'm smiling as I end the call because we really are that couple, and this really is our life (some days), and what a miracle we are, my Jeff and I.
So I turn down the burner on the gas stove, which is keeping the two seasoned chicken breasts warm while I wait for my husband to come home from a hard day's work. I know I should use the extra me-time to work on my paper for class, but instead, I go turn on the floor lamp next to my end of the couch. I curl up with my journal to write about how silly in-love we are sometimes, and how God has been so sweet to us. Did I mention it'll be our five-year anniversary in seven more days? Lord, let us keep seeing Your face in every moment, every moment, keep us in Your presence, O Lord—we praise You.
Enjoy life with your beloved wife all the days of the fleeting life which has been given to you under the sun." (Ecclesiastes 9:9, BSB)
But while he was still a long way off, his father saw him and was filled with compassion for him." (Luke 15:20, NIV)
Let the light of Your face shine on us.
Fill my heart with joy..." (Psalm 4:6-7, NIV)
By His mercy,