Today family begins to descend for the wedding. What a great day! Last night I gave Rachel and Will the talk I give all couples the last time we meet. I talked to them about M&M's, communication, sex, and the pure miracle of forgiveness. No marriage will survive long without frequent trips to a well of forgiveness. I think it was in the movie Love Story that the character says,"Love means never having to say you are sorry". That is the stupidest thing I have ever heard. Any way, you haven't really experience awkward until you sit with your wife, daughter and future son-in-law and talk about the wonder of sex. Really weird. I kept having to remind myself that sex was not my idea but God's. There is something sacred about losing yourself in the love of another under the safety of a covenant. So, God is about to bestow such a gift on my daughter and I was looking into the eyes of the one who would participate in the giving of that gift. I told them sex is a good barometer to let them know how the other parts were going. I told them to treat their marriage like their bodies. If they are sick for a couple of days then they will probably get better but if they are sick for 3 weeks they should see a doctor. If they are not getting along for 3 weeks then come and see someone. It was a good talk. I had to do it because the marriage license was sitting on the dining room table 10 feet away. I have signed more than 100 of those things but as I held this one in my hand it felt different. I looked hard at the names, felt the texture of the paper in my hands, took a deep breath and went in to have the last talk. So, today I am ready for all the confusion to start but every once in a while I will steal a glance at my daughter, wink at her, and let her know that I love her dearly and the best is yet to come.
Wednesday, June 6, 2007
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Thanks for these, Joe. We continue to pray that our daughters find the man God chose for them, knowing they belong to Him, yet that little twinge in my heart still wants them to be my babies. I trust God -- I really do -- for my daughters' futures. So I appreciate you taking the time to write these very transparent blogs during your very important week.
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