It is the day after Valentine’s Day. In some respects, it is a peculiar “holiday.” I’m sure that the confectionery and floral industry have some person or the other to thank, but for those of us who are married, it’s a good day to reflect. I’ve commemorated this day with the same lady for about forty years; either single or married. We have been down a path as partners that has had several turns, and like many others, several challenges. We went through the austere days of seminary training together. Those days when we spent thirty dollars for groceries, forty-two dollars a month for car payment and a little over one hundred dollars a month for mortgage on our twelve by something mobile home was a stretch, not to mention tuition costs. Then there was our first ministry and first parsonage and the blessing of two children three years apart. There were the decisions to be made over: in which church God would have us minister; whether or not to send our kids to Christian school (and where would the tuition for that come from?); to teach in successive Bible colleges which were 1,100 miles apart from one another and then whether to go back into pastoral ministry. We paused emotionally as each child went to college and then rejoiced as they followed the Lord into their respective ministries. We have seen the heartache of good friends suffer physical difficulties, sometimes leading to death. We have cried over the pain of other friends as they went through divorce. And we have searched God’s Word and spent hours in prayer when various crises hit us. Still, all in all, the journey has been and continues to be a delight. Most of the delightfulness comes because of the woman I married. She’s put up with a lot from her “type A” personality husband…who is still learning to grow up and make wise choices. But the wisest choice I made was in selecting Toni to be my bride. I did have some stiff competition. She turned down as least two previous proposals that I know of before I even came on the scene. I’m glad that it was God’s will for her to be mine so that all the above “we’s” that I experienced was spent with her. I have no idea if Cupid was involved in any of our romantic endeavors, but I do believe that she has been the answer to my Psalm 37:4 question/promise.