Thirty Eight Years Ago...

It's really kind of hard to imagine being thirty-eight years old, let alone being married for thirty-eight years. Let's see...that means we got married when we were...what...four or five? Oh well, it's all good. On Tuesday I surprised Donna with a night out at the Four Seasons in downtown St. Louis. We had a beautiful huge room that overlooked the Arch and the heart of downtown, with amenities that I can't begin to list. She had a long trip to the Spa and then we had dinner in their really nice restaurant.

This is the view from the living room part of our suite. Both the bedroom and the living room had wall windows looking at at the city. The Edward Jones Dome is right off to the right, across I-70,

Like a couple of tourists, which - with this kind of luxury, we are - we had to take pictures of the mirror TV with my favorite program on. The flash washed it out for the picture, but it was high quality, as was the 52 inch in the LR and the one in the bedroom.

This is dinner in their restaurant and the arrangement of flowers I had them bring out for Donna. It looks like I have a name tag on, but that's the card with "Thanks for 38 great years." I was an awesome dinner. (I can't think of a better superlative.)

As we were trying to decide on a dessert, they brought out this platter with all kinds of goodies that made picking a dessert unnecessary.

We had a wonderful time, but it only reminded us of thirty-eight wonderful years. We thank God for that every night and for all the great memories we have. Seems like just yesterday when this all started on a cold Thursday evening at the College Church of Christ in Searcy. As I say regularly, and not just once a year, it was the best decision I've made in my whole life - second only to my decision to follow Jesus. If we get a lot more - great! If we don't - it's still more than we deserve. Thank you Father.