This morning I woke up, and the world changed. Maybe as someone who writes, or as a child of divorce, I feel these things more acutely? Maybe it’s seeing countless friends and family members go through the pain of their marriages ending? I don’t know. Maybe it was yet another restless might–again, I don’t know.
What I do know is reading of , I really only know her through her work.
Maybe it was meeting her last Fall, as my wife and I did at a >Permission to Speak Freely event, that makes the news so palpably real–puts a face to the name, a voice to the words. In any case, her work has meant so much to us–and still does. Her honesty and transparency are things I strive for in my life and marriage.
Though, as I said, I don’t know her, or her ex-husband, Chris, will you please join me in praying for them?
If I’ve learned anything at all from this, it’s that even the seemingly strong is oftentimes weak. Human beings are frail, and in this life, broken. And even with–so to speak–twenty years of marriage under my belt, there’s no room for pride: there, but for the grace of God, go I.
I will be hugging my wife a little tighter today.