When we announced we’d be married on the 13th, people gasped. “Oh!” they said, “Don’t you know that means your anniversary will” — here they lowered their voices to a whisper — “sometimes be on Friday the thirteenth?”
“Yes,” we said.
And yes, we know the bridesmaids are wearing black. And the wedding party is walking in to The Godfather theme. And we’re reading from Isaiah. And it’s going to be ok.”
(Did they forget about the One who makes all things new?)
Happy five years, Josiah. It’s been a little bit more than ok.