For nearly 27 years, Dave has been in my life. Neither of us had any idea that the Lord would put us together. The night before he came to my duplex, I called my friend, Susie, who many of you now know from the blog-oriented life we all live, and casually told her that this young guy from church was coming to mow my grass the next day. She still laughs a bit when she remembers that within about 10 days, the "young guy" and I were engaged; married in 4 months.
This is what I've shared. Think you'd understand even more.
We still enjoy each other. We bless each other. We rarely ever focus on Valentine's Day. We don't like the commercial insanity and the way in which romance is faked. The only gift? About 15 years ago, Dave bought me an African violet plant on Valentine's Day... still have it.
So, to me, true romance had rarely occurred in my life until Dave was dropped in. Dave is an amazingly overwhelming treat.
One other blessing with being together. We have different ministries and gift areas. We support and encourage each other to do whatever God calls us to do as partners or individually. Period. So "romance" isn't just lots of kisses and hugs, although those are very nice; "romance" is blessing each other to serve our Lord no matter what the cost.
Word Carnival is "Romance".