while marge is typing

it is saturday night, and i am sitting in my favorite large chair, watching a forensic show about dna while marge is typing in the other room. she already has two jobs, one is full time at the hospital, typing and getting insurance for us. the other job is part time but gets her full heart because it is the one in which she tries to make sense of my ramblings by putting my thoughts into an organized and visually pleasing format. good, right? but those two jobs aren’t the ones i wanted to talk about. you see, marge has another part time job, she is free-lance typing for dr. joe, a friend of great passion who can be frightening in his intensity. anyway, i am not even talking about joe, i am talking about the reason marge types. she types, this job that is, an average of three or four hours per week, for a small hourly fee, so we can turn our garage into an apartment, and turn our breeze way into a bathroom so we can be a stop off place for visiting children and other world travelers. the room will be perfect for us to use this way. it will give them some privacy yet it will allow us to make better use of the time and space we have for those we love. it is cool to know people of passion and skills like marge, and the people she loves, because there are folks who don’t do things for others very often, let alone spending themselves for others like she does. i think sometimes that marge worries about being too much like her family or that she is sometimes swallowed up by people like joe and i because we do take a lot of air out of the rooms we are in. she is wrong.

LORD, we are willing to take chances for you, and to spend our selves for you. I did a wedding for a young couple today, they had their little girl, Zoe, playing all over the place during the wedding. grandma died last week, and there was a picture of her on the mantle of the banquet room during the wedding, which was right behind us during the wedding. the groom was very emotional as he said his vows, and the bride was giggling as she walked down the aisle. Will you help them to keep their vows Lord? Will you help them to be a safe place for Zoe to live and to grow? Lord, i am such an old goose, i can’t even get through these weddings with out crying anymore, because i want to see them do well, serve you, and love each other. just this week, i heard a couple who were gonna “tear the sheets” as bob wingate used to call divorce. anyway, that couple tried to fulfill their vows, and have grown as Christians, but they are ready to give up. Whether it is a marriage, or our vows of faithfulness to you Lord, it is too easy to b.s. I am sorry that we let you down so often.