It's not all good, but it's pretty darn close

Just sitting here listening to my wife and son go over a worship song. Her voice warms me still after 31 years together as a couple. It was 31 years ago on August 6th 1973 that a very scared young man asked a young woman to be his wife.

She said yes.

Nothing has ever been the same.

I hear some people say "it's all good." I can't say that, because in those years there's been some real heartache. My mother dies too early, our first grandchild is stillborn, people have wounded us...

But listening to her, thinking back on all the time we've spent together...

It may not be all good, but...

It's pretty darn close.