It was on this day, 25 years ago, before the holy altar at the Lutheran Church of St. Andrew in Silver Spring, Maryland, that the lovely Cynthia DeVries became Cynthia Weedon and our lives were joined together.
Well, sort of. I mean, our lives had been joined together a long time before that. We've been buddies since we met in seventh grade. Long before we got married, we had made memories of trips to the beach with the whole DeVries clan camping out at "The Purple Pad," camping under the stars in Georgia on the way down to Jesus '77, singing and playing piano and guitar together whenever we got the chance.
Doug asked us which was the best year of our life together. We had to confess: this one. Each has been a blessing in its own way - countless ups and downs (very real downs, mind you) and sorrows and grief and aggravations and the constant need to live in forgiveness - but the best is definitely the present.
"The fruit you're eating now is always the best fruit." That Lady of Perelandra was no dummy.
Cynthia Lauren DeVries Weedon, you will always remain to me an astonishing icon of God's grace and forgiveness. I love you, Cin. And I can never thank God enough for bringing us together.