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the joy (and the job) of marriage

so this isn't very profound or anything for your saturday, and you may have already seen it, but i just have to share this video with you. i love this. i love the pure joy. i love the spirit of celebration. i love the surprise. there is something to be said for the wild freedom of uninhibited joy.



i wish more marriages started with such joy and abandon.

but of course, marriage isn't all rainbows and ponies. marriage can be a great joy, but it can also be a big job. as one who has the enormous privilege of working with many couples at the beginning of their marriage journey, i often struggle to balance these two. i want to encourage their unashamed, untainted love for one another, while helping them to see that it may not always feel this way, and equipping them for dealing with it when that happens. in my own marriage, i can experience both sides of the pendulum swing in one day! i heard this song on the country radio station last night that reminded me of how priorities change when you get married, and then again when you have children. yes our families are a huge responsibility, but they are also an unbelievably precious gift. this song reminds us of that (sorry if you don't like country music - get over it), and is a lesson in priorities, i think.



celebrate your relationships.
dance a little.
pray for those you love.
and have a great weekend.
gracepeace,
greg.

Comments

Mary said…
i can't believe you posted that wedding entrance! I was going to email that clip to you today saying that this is how I want to walk in to the ceremony if I ever get married! why are you ALWAYS a step ahead of me :) :) that is fantastically awesome :)
julie said…
i loved the clip as well, and as much as i disklike country music, i did enjoy the message that trace had. i even teared up a little. :) thanks for this reminder today - i am going to go hug my husband.

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