Drove by a graveyard today. Couldn’t help but think about all the marriages that have been buried by unforgiveness, prodigal wanderings, greener grass, satan’s ploys.
The cemetery would have saddened me if not for the fact that, years ago, our marriage was pronounced dead too. Buried in sin. Dirt thrown in. Tombstone erected.
YET now, we can testify to a resurrected relationship by the only One who, even in the face of things long dead, can still command, “Arise!”
He still can. He still will.
“I am the one who raises the dead to life!” John 11:25


As a child, I remember hearing stories about people who tried to make it over the falls in a barrel. Their antics always sounded so careless and crazy to me. Why would anyone take so great a risk?










Clint is often asked about how he was ever able to forgive my unfaithfulness and betrayal during our first marriage. And, he always responds the same humble way: