“It takes two, baby
It takes two, baby
Me and you
It just takes two
It takes two, baby
It takes two, baby,
To make a dream come true
It just take two”
Lyrics Marvin Gaye and Kim Weston
Thirty four years ago two rather young naive people said “I do.”
Over the years there would be many a time when both thought that
having said “I don’t” might have been the better option.
And so it is with anything that we do in this life that is done for any real
length of time….
There are the days you’re glad you’re in it and there are days
you wish you’d never seen it!
Marriage is just such an endeavor.
Eventually add to the mix a family…and it can suddenly become hard even
on the best of days.
One thing I know as a Christian.
Marriage is a thing that Satan abhors.
For marriage is a worldly example of God’s love and desire of and for us.
A union and a joining…that mirrors His gift to us in the form of His son.
As Christ is considered the bridegroom and the Church, His spouse…
so we come together as man and woman, bridegroom and spouse.
A union that is a rhythmic tandem of two becoming one.
And just like a tandem bike—you’ve got two very different individuals working
together to make a single bike work…making it move and steer in the direction
that both folks want to go…
because a tandem bike can only go in one direction despite two very distinct
and very different people peddling. Both folks need to be on the same page,
or nobody is going anywhere.
For there has to be just one person who steers and directs while both work to keep it going…
Balancing and moving together as one in order to keep everything level and
Which brings me to the picture of the split apple.
Out of the 4 apple trees that my husband and I planted a couple of years ago..
Little trees that we’ve babied, watered, fertilized,
trimmed and fretted over…
we have just harvested our crop…
a lone single apple for the year.
We watched a little flower bloom then form into a tiny green orb.
The tree actually had another little apple that was growing alongside the first…
we concluded there’d be at least one for me and one for my husband.
But one night one of the two apples disappeared…
disappeared to our ravenous deer population.
However, for whatever reason, the higher apple remained….
growing into a full fledged apple.
We’ve been watching it.
Waiting to see if it would survive our midnight thieves.
So triumphantly the other evening, my husband picked the apple and ceremoniously
carried it into the house where I proceeded to wash and cut it in half…
One half for me, one half for him….
Cause it takes two halves to make a whole….
Happy Anniversary to us!!!
Husbands, love your wives, as Christ loved the church and gave himself
up for her, that he might sanctify her,
having cleansed her by the washing of water with the word,
that he might present the church to himself in splendor,
without spot or wrinkle or any such thing, that she might be holy and
Even so husbands should love their wives as their own bodies.
He who loves his wife loves himself.