I trust them, because I know them. I've heard their stories, watched them live, and learned from their life.
They have lived the Christian faith. It hasn't always been pretty. But they've lived it authentically. They've grown into their call. They've said yes to the One who's called them out and lifted their heads. Is it any wonder He has now called them to do the same for others?
Every Thursday leading up to the big day amidst parenting responsibilities, Navigator director appointments, work, home-life and marriage life they made room for us. They hit pause and made space to pour out their lives. They opened the holy door of oneness and said, "Come inside, take a look, it's not all prefect and tidy but we are coming to see how beautiful it truly is. Come on in!"
Who. Does. That.?
A sacred few. A holy few. A chosen few.
And. It. Changes. Everything.!
The gospel goes forth.
The l i f e spills out.
See that pic? I love it. It captures something so sacred and special between Barb and I. To an onlooker they may just see me and my dad. They may even have the ability to see Mr. F because they know my eyes are on him. But what an onlooker may miss is the attentiveness, joy, and prayerfulness of that lovely woman next to me. They wouldn't know over the last few years she had held my hand, cried with me, prayed for me, called me out and into my Belovedness, invited me into her family, and waited with me for the one God had, the one she beseeched Him for.
I may have been the focus that day, but her holy hiddenness was breathing beauty and life all week.
She prepped and prepared the rehearsal dinner while her husband was going over the ceremony with us.
She frosted one of our wedding cakes in a hotel room. In a hotel room!?
She took care of her family and nursed her husband as he recovered from poison oak just weeks before our big day.
Is that guy...
And that guy!?
And all these kinds of choices they make become a living, breathing metaphor before us. Mark and Barb living it out in front of us.
See the thing is, they don't totally see it. They participate in it, live within their covenant to each other and quietly trust something is going forth.
But. It's. All. Faith.
It's showing up to the reality of their life together as "The Cases" and living into the gospel each day. They have to trust that God is doing what God does with broken lives. He restores. He rebuilds. He multiplies.
Mark and Barb are living in the holy goodness of enjoying life with God. They give out of the things He is doing in them. Not more, not less. They haven't arrived they participate.
They invited Rob and I to join in on the holy mystery of marriage, this daily gospel living of showing up and being open and available, and we're doing it. I somedays have a sense of what's going on but many days haven't a clue, but I'm choosing to show up.
Thank you Mark and Barb for being a living, breathing example of this to us. There is so much to say, but I'll close now with a giant T H A N K Y O U, which somehow never feels enough but like I'm learning about receiving truly means everything.
WE LOVE YOU!
*Half way through this blog I realized there was no way to get across our full thanksgiving and gratefulness for the Cases. So....Friday Mr. F and I are getting to do something that's been on our heart, Mr. F is going to share from his heart, in his words, about the Cases. We hope to incorporate more of his voice on Sacred Celebration because we think it's a fuller picture of what God may be up to with us primarily, and then on Sacred Celebration. Stay tuned....