"...Nor His seed begging bread."

All this has happened before and it will all happen again...but this time it happened to a couple of crazy young people ready to place their flag into the landscape and put up a shingle marked "FAMILY". We were those young crazy people. We were those shingle toten dreamers. We had seen the previews and we had seen the advertisements and dreamed the dreams and now it was our turn. We jumped the broom, as they say 29 years ago today, to the tune of Endless Love and in the shadow of tears and cheers, as would be our consistent habit, from then on. "I now pronounce you, Mr. and Mrs. Benjamin Walker. Whew, we made it. We said the words and we believed that God would see us through this vow we were making. The first time we watched Spencer's Mountain, we were the kids. Never ever imagining that we would grow up into Momma and Daddy. But today, we are Momma and Daddy. We've invested 29 years into this thing. We've gone from court'n and lov'n and whipp'n and preach'n to admirin and growin and seasoning the pot of stew that we're in{to change the metaphor}. There are no words to describe the sense of blessedness, to see God take you past your own personal limitations of imagination. I know I didn't think we would live to make it to 29 years. Forever seemed like 5 years in the beginning, but here we are. All the 5 year plans added together got us to 29 years. Hooray for God, who designed the beautiful institution of marriage and remains our daily strength to perservere- and our parents, who advertised the institution so well that we decided to enter it. Hooray, for the mentors that gave us peptalks along the way. Hooray, for a free country, where we can take up the task of parenting and find help and hope to continue on the path. Hooray for Pastors and teachers and instructors who gave us tools to work with. Hooray, for assistance and support from schools and government and public servants who keep our world safe, so that we can live out our faith here. The Long Line of Love continues