A few years ago, Russ and I watched the movie Fireproof. At the time, we were watching it because we are fans of Christian family films and we loved Facing the Giants, another film by Sherwood Pictures.
I remember sitting and watching it and having the movie hit home, not because our marriage was in any sort of trouble, but because it made me see that maybe we weren’t cherishing each other like we really should’ve been doing.
Now, because of the challenges facing our marriage, the things that threaten to tear us apart at the seams, it seems it’s the perfect time for Russ and I to sit down and watch Fireproof again.
Only this time, it will hit home that much harder.
This time, we will see ourselves, perhaps as we were 7 months ago before Russ crossed that line…
This time, we probably won’t sit together, holding hands, with my head leaning on his shoulder.
This time, we will both probably cry again. But not because we realize we have taken our love for granted, but instead for how easily we could’ve saved it if not for the giant wall that formed between us.
This time, we won’t be able to turn to each other and exchange hugs and kiss one another.
Instead, this time, we will open our journals and start.
This time, we will not just watch the movie, but we will Fireproof our marriage.
This time, we will not only make an effort to love one another, but to change ourselves and remember what a gift we are to each other.
We will appreciate one another.
In strength & weakness.
Richer or poorer.
For better or worse.
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.
And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love. ~ 1 Corinthians 13:4-13