Today marks the 30th anniversary of the first date with my wife of almost 28 years, Michelle.
Thirty years ago she went with me to a concert. Thirty years and a few days ago I asked her to go with me to the concert.
I was sure she would say no. I was pretty much a total dweeb, good with a crowd, awful alone with a girl on a date. But she said yes.
If she had said No, I would not have asked again. I was too insecure to pursue a girl.
Michelle had been through a lot in high school, and as a result had such a depth in her walk with Christ. I believe one way you know whether you understand the greatness of the gospel is by realizing when you are really hurt, Jesus is enough. He was enough for her. He still is. And out of her walk, she met me, a pretty insecure guy who was terrified of girls. And she saw underneath all that this fact: I really loved Jesus, and I truly wanted to live for Him. And she wanted that guy.
She said yes. I asked her on a date. And she said yes.
And the trajectory of my life for 30 years has been forever changed.
Sometimes people tell me they are not sure how I keep the schedule I do–teach the classes, speak at the churches and colleges, write the books, and love my wife and children. Here is how: Michelle. That is it. She is the best thing that ever happened to me after Jesus.
We are as opposite as opposites can be in personality. Makes for an interesting marriage. But in conviction about things that matter we are hand and glove.
I sometimes fret over young people today, in their overconfidence in their ability to pick that ideal mate and their underestimation of the work of a sovereign God. How did Michelle and I come together and build a life together? God did it. We simply walked with Him. Sometimes I think guys like I was then have little chance today, as the Bachelor influences even godly young ladies more than the Gospels. And sometimes guys are a little more focused on superficial matters as well rather than seeking after God and letting Him guide. I am grateful in my case that God superintended our relationship. He prepared us before we met. And He guided us along the way.
I am never going to be confused with Mr. Smooth, Mr. Romance, Mr. Cooler-than-the-other-side-of-the-pillow. But I love my wife. She is the treasure of my life.
Thank you, Michelle. Thank you that on that September day, 30 years ago, you went on a date with a really insecure young man who loved Jesus. Thank you for being the most amazing Wife and Mom I know. Thank you for being my best friend. The best is yet to come.
