coming from different places--thank God
My wife is one of those people who has no shortage of ideas about how we can live lives that matter. In the first months of our marriage, she told me she felt we were supposed to get our foster license . That resonated with me, and we did it. Over the past four years (it took us awhile to get the paperwork sorted out!), we've had 11 placements, mostly teen moms and their children. A good thing, having a vision that fits in with your character, your interests, and your abilities. We've been blessed with the opportunity to engage these 11 young people's lives in very profound ways, and we've got an adoptive daughter as a result. None of us will be the same—I hope! The challenge comes when Margy and I play the role of tsela ("rib" Gen. 2:21) / neged ("help mate" Gen. 2:18) in each other's lives. There is a critical need for agreement in every healthy marriage, but 100% agreement (or compliance) one to the other gets us to a bored, or even sleepy,...