The title for this post is not original. It’s from Bill Hybel’s outstanding book Making Life Work. Were someone to ask of me advice about what it takes to have a happy life, one of the first things I’d tell them is this: Marry well. You’ve no idea the wonder and joy that follows on such a decision. Nor the incredible sorrow that follows when you marry poorly.
I’ve made plenty of mistakes in life. Most of the unhappiness I’ve ever experienced was a product of my own skill at doing stupid things. But one thing I did, with God’s help and goodness, was marry well.
When writing about home and marriage years ago, Michael Card penned the memorable line “that half of your heart that somebody else treasures, the one who’s your forever friend.” The song aptly titled “Home.”
Boy, that sums it up nicely.
When choosing someone to spend your life with, there are few things more comforting than knowing the one who cares about you at your best and worst. Who picks you up and puts you back together again when life crushes you. Who is there in the dark with words of encouragement and sunshine. And forgiveness.
In today’s sexually-charged culture, it seems that the friendship factor in choosing one’s spouse is given short shrift. Those who’ve been married for years will tell you that feelings and romance can ebb and flow. Eros is capricious if nothing else. But being married to your soul mate, your best friend can carry you through things nothing else can.
Here’s to the one I love and will grow old with. The one I dream and pal around with. The one I’d rather be with more than any other person on Earth.