30 Days of Thanks #12- In-Laws
During the month of November I am writing about the first thing that I am consciously thankful for each day as a way to intentionally be more grateful. Check out the first one for more information on why I am doing this.
Janet and I help with a lot of weddings. I mean a LOT! Janet has been cursed blessed with a ridiculous ability to make things look spectacular even on a budget and I am really good at…ummm…I’ve got a gift for…uhhhhh…moving things where she says they should go. Oh, and I don’t mind climbing a ladder. Yeah, that’s it–I’m an aerial decorative specialist. If the last three weddings are any indication, I will be doing something similar to this in the cafeteria for every wedding reception between now and the marriage supper of the Lamb. I’m hoping they’ll have someone more qualified at that one.This year, Janet is helping decorate for two “off-season” weddings so she has been incredibly busy with organza, and pillars, and flowers, and tulle, and all that other stuff that I shouldn’t know anything about. I really haven’t seen my wife a whole lot the last few days, so we were really enjoying the few minutes we had to talk yesterday while I was helping her lay down the aisle runner. We were laughing at how little I remember about our own wedding and how she remembers every little tiny detail. I guess that’s the way it is…women dream of that day for years and men just show up and enjoy the show.
When I was really young, maybe 4 or 5, my dad was trying to have a serious talk with me and said “Somewhere out there God has a girl that He is preparing for you to marry.” To me, “somewhere out there” meant “right outside” so I ran to the window and started looking for her. At that time, she was probably about 90 miles northwest of our apartment in Virginia Beach and, now that I know her family, I realize it was very possible that she was having a similar discussion with her parents.
I couldn’t ask for my wife to have been raised in a better way than she was. She was taught about Christ early and sheltered from many of the negative influences that could have poisoned her mind. She was shown by example how to love God and serve Him on a daily basis. As I am raising my daughters, I hope to do as good of a job as Ken and Sheila Smith did raising theirs. We’ll see how that turns out, but in the meantime…
Today, November 12, I am thankful that “somewhere out there” my future in-laws raised their daughter the way they did.