This article was originally posted back in November of 2018 and seemed appropriate for this Valentine’s Day.
Genesis 2:24 KJV “Therefore shall a man leave his father and his mother, and shall cleave unto his wife; and they shall be one flesh.”
I’m 73 and my wife will turn 73 this month. We’ve been together for many years and we have gone through a lot, like most couples have. Neither one of us look much like we did when we were young and the years are taking their toll. Yet one of the things that I am constantly grateful for is the love that exists between the two of us. There is no other person who knows you like your wife or husband. There is no one else besides God who knows the essence of you, where your heart is and your shortfalls, like your life long mate.
The reality and worth of that love amazes me. And the fact that it is there, in spite of all that I have done that was wrong, defies logic. And yet it does exist, and my eyes don’t see her as getting old, they only see the girl that I married when I didn’t have two clues. My wife would probably tell you that I still don’t have two clues but she loves me anyway.
Where does that come from? How is it possible that in spite of all the hurt that has been done, in spite of all of the words spoken in anger, that bond exists and there is no other human that compares? I know her shortfalls and she knows mine and yet love exists. We indeed have become one.
I daily ask God to bless our marriage, to help the two of us love Him and to help my wife and I to love one another. I ask that the two of us be with Him when we leave this world because that is my heart’s greatest desire, that we be with Him, and of course, all of our children. He knows how much I love Him and He knows how much I love her. I am convinced that God honors those prayers, softens me when I need softening, helps me to see what I could easily not see. Helps me to be silent when I need to be silent, hug her when words alone won’t meet the need. Appreciate what I too often take for granted.
Yet the depth of that love has a source, it just doesn’t happen all by itself. I know that God nurtures our love for one another as I am sure He nurtures our love for Him. We need God’s help to love one another and we need God’s help to love Him. Why, because there is such a difference between the love that God gives and our humanistic love. He is the source, He waters our garden so that we can have a taste of who He is. And there is a depth to that love that is hard to explain, it reaches deep within and floods us with a love that defies what the eyes can see. You see an older woman, I see my bride and she is as beautiful now as the day I married her. You can’t buy that, it is a gift, from God to us.
As a husband is to love and cherish his wife, honor her, protect her, care for her, so God does for us, as a good shepherd does for his sheep. The source of righteous love is always God, and the difference between His love and our humanistic love is great and it all flows from Him. When all is said and done, nothing surpasses the value of love. And I can’t help but think that where it speaks of the two becoming one, is a fore picture of our union with Him. And I am so grateful.
John 3:16 NIV “For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.”
1 John 4:19 NIV “ We love because he first loved us.”
Worthy is the Lamb! Blessings!