Today would have been my parents 82nd anniversary. It doesn't seem possible that they have been gone so long but in other ways it seems like I've been missing them forever. My parents had a good marriage and they loved each other dearly. Their sense of humor got them through the tough times and their faith led them through a lifetime.
Mom and Dad sort of eloped with their parents' help. As I remember it they drove to Newton and got married with Grandpa and Grandma Springer as witnesses. They didn't tell anyone else and they continued to fulfill other commitments - singing in a program that evening. Daddy sang a song to Mama that kind of revealed their secret to the rest of the group. I remember they got chivereed, (I don't know how to spell it but friends came to their house after dark and made lots of noise to welcome them into married life). I remember Mama saying they had to give everyone a candy bar.
We had many anniversary celebrations for them over the years and they enjoyed reminiscing about their wedding day and their life together. They celebrated 65 years together in a wonderful garden party with many friends and relatives. It was a wonderful day of celebration. They quietly celebrated 66 years together and Mama died the following September. What a blessing their marriage was to others as an example of trust, commitment and love.
"Marriage should be honored by all, and the marriage bed kept pure" (Hebrews 13:4a NIV).