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I Hate When You’re Sick

Posted by on 05 Aug 2010 | Tagged as: General

If you can’t tell, I’m thoroughly in love with my wife.

Yeah, I’m still a knucklehead guy, a sinner, and as imperfect as the sin that I war against, but I love my wife.

She completes me.

I still look into her eyes and see the love of my life, even as I did the day I first laid eyes on her.

She is my everything, and when she is sick it kills me.

Now she has pneumonia and I am desperately pleading with all of you to please pray that God would heal that pneumonia and give me back my baby.

I promise that I will give Him all the glory and the honor for healing her, and for removing the taunting shadow that the enemy has placed in my view today.

You see there is another dread possibility that I will not speak, and I know that if I claim God’s power and victory over it that it will never manifest itself.  This will be only to God’s glory if it is His will.

Even if that dread shadow shall become real, yet will I trust my God.

He made me.

He made Marilyn.

In a vast universe on a planet smaller than a speck of dust in that universe, on a planet with more than 5.5 billion people when we were born, God brought us together.

Nice job God.

Thank you so much.

I must always remember that you love me, Marilyn, our kids, our grandkids, so much that you became flesh and bore all of our sins and then you choose us to be your sheep and spared us from an eternity in outer darkness, separation and pain.

And you made Marilyn.

You gave her those sparkling blue eyes that warm my soul and make me feel young and alive.

You gave her her heart that she hides so well, but which is filled with passion and love for You, for me, for our kids and so many others.

You gave her her faith.

You gave her her prayers.

Good job God…I know that you made a vast spectacular universe that defies description, but the amazement I feel when I look at my wife makes the universe seem small and boring.

To those of you who read this, don’t ever take for granted times when you ask God to heal someone and their illness turns out to be less serious than you first thought.

It was not some mistake and you didn’t over react.

God just took the problem away and you better make dang sure that you let Him know that YOU KNOW that He did that.

Even as I still do when I think back about the heart rending situation we faced when a spot showed up in the chest of our daughter Brittany when we lived in Katy.

We prayed.

We trusted.

Certainly there was a logical explanation for the spot and by the time our prayers had reached our Father, that logical explanation became the end result.

So I pray it will be with my precious wife as we face pneumonia.

I won’t go into details.

God knows them.

I will ask you all to pray and I will trust that even if there is a logical explanation, God will receive no less honor, or glory or praise from me, a lowly sinner, saved by Him and blessed to be called into those plans which He made for me before the foundation of the Earth.

Marilyn, I hate when you are sick.

God, I hate when Marilyn is sick.

Please make her better.


Love and Nothing Else

Posted by on 01 Jul 2010 | Tagged as: General

There is nothing greater than love.

All things pale in comparison.

To love is everything.

To triumph over this world is to realize that God, our precious Creator, is love.

My love for Marilyn is the realization of that truth.

As dismayed as I might ever be with this world, the love that I feel and realize and experience everyday when I look at her overcomes all evil.

It transcends this fallen world and in its place it brings the promise of a world where evil, hate, selfishness and greed are destroyed.

Life is fleeting.

And yet, the eternal beings that we are realize that there remains as a tiny remnant in this world that shines above the evil that abounds.

I love you Marilyn.

You are the epitome of God’s love to me.

I love you soooooooooooo much.

I Love My Wife Marilyn

Posted by on 01 Aug 2008 | Tagged as: General, Sentimental, The DEERz


I got all teary eyed reading this stuff.

I just got done bragging about My Wife Marilyn’s ability to see and remodel to make a house something special, and I’m just losing it.

You see, this site is dedicated to the love of my life, and sometimes you just gotta cry cuz you love someone so much.

A couple of our friends came out on a motorbike this week to give us an estimate for some work on the living room.  They like the bike thing, although the wife doesn’t like riding on gravel so she got on at the bottom of the hill when they left.

What’s that got to do with My Gorgeous Wife Marilyn? (who you wouldn’t catch on a motorcycle to save her soul, although you might find her driving a tank if she could find someone to let her)

Well, I’ll tell you.

You see, the night before our friends came out, another couple, a little older than Marilyn and I, were riding down the road not more than three miles from here when a deer jumped in front of them and caused them to to crash terribly.  In an instant the husband and wife were torn apart never again to know the joy of her arms hugging him as they go down the road on some beautiful cool summer evening.

You see, she’s gone.

Those of you who know us, know that we are people of faith.  If you aren’t then you need to be, because letting Jesus guide you in life makes life into what it was always meant to be.

My sadness, my melancholy, my tears are not from fear of old age, or even of death.  Our Lord has taken away death’s sting, and I know in Whom I have believed!  Marilyn does too! I hope that you do as well.

But you see, it’s been a rather rough year or two or 10.  You know how it goes, you’re always so busy trying to get through, help others, balance work and home.

We have our moments together and they are blessed, but we have so many apart.

I really can’t tell you in words how she still makes me feel when I see her across the room.  Her spell melts away the years and the cares and the worries and my most desperate desire is to keep the deer from jumping in front of her, literally or figuratively.

There is nothing that gives me joy like when she is joyful.

There is nothing that makes me sadder than to see her sad.

When the world is not right I hate that I cannot fix it.

If I could I would give her everything she desired.

As it is, I know that she would tell me that it really doesn’t matter.

Save for my Lord Jesus, Marilyn is my everything and I will ever cherish her.

I love My Wife Marilyn!



Tear Down Those Walls!

Posted by on 01 Aug 2008 | Tagged as: General, Remodelling

It’s the end of July and I’ve been gimping around for the last three weeks because of the foot that I probably broke falling off the ladder.

What does that have to do with my lovely wife Marilyn, you might ask.

Well it has a lot to do with her.

You see among Marilyn’s many talents (and things that bring her joy) remodeling is a big one.  I still remember the first time I came home from work to our little townhouse in Brooklyn Maryland and discovered that the wall separating the washer and dryer from a little utility room had been demolished.  There was my lovely wife, a look of satisfaction and intensity that (I’m afraid to say) I cannot bring to the same pique. 😉

I like to be handy, and that helps.  Truth be known I get worn out from working SOOO hard but I do have my moments and can “get ‘er done” with the best of ’em, especially when doing something that brings joy to my wife is involved.  Thus, in our almost 27 years of marriage we have torn down, put up, laid, removed and otherwise hung, taped, floated, toe-nailed, and (if you’ll take it in the correct vein) screwed just about anything that those things can be done to 😉

Our last big project was tearing down the wall between the kitchen and the living room and laying a floating wood laminate floor on the main level.  I knew something was up though, as the weather got nicer and Marilyn kept insisting that we get a storage space for the stuff in the garage.  Her motivation was not to be able to finally park in that single attached space though.

No, her motivation was to create!

So about the end of June, beginning of July we tore all the sheet rock and insulation out of the garage and have proceeded to hang four 4×4 sliding windows, an entry door and a 6 foot double French door.  We have also got the siding on the east wall back up and a very nice sub-floor in.  It’s been great fun, and now that we’re roughed in we just need to get the siding on and we can take our time crafting our new living room (oh and tearing down the wall where the house ended and the garage began).

We’re getting a little older though, and we’ve taken it easy this week (we needed the break).

I know Marilyn is getting restless though, and we really need to get finished.  I’m sure we’ll be back at it this weekend.

Marilyn just sees these things in her mind and knows what will look good.  She’s never wrong and I just love being a part of it.  I hope she reads this so she can truly know that it doesn’t “bug” me and I don’t “hate” it.  I love being a part of what makes my wife happy, that’s what it’s all about isn’t it?

Now where did I put that cordless drill?

The Way to My Heart

Posted by on 13 Nov 2007 | Tagged as: chicken, enchiladas, food, General

I have to confess, whether or not my wife was a good cook was probably the LAST thing on my mind when I first saw those sparkling blue eyes and cute little southern belle figure. Obviously, we guys don’t take a long term view of these things (at times).

Fortunately, I lucked out. My lovely wife Marilyn is a skilled culinary queen. (I have an expanded waste line to as a proud testimony to her abilities in the kitchen). There isn’t anything that Marilyn doesn’t cook well. When she experiments because she was watching Rachel Ray or Emeril (her faves) I know that I’m in for a special treat.

It isn’t her culinary forays that I’m here to testify to though. I’m here to pronounce the joys of my wife Marilyn’s normal everyday cooking.

Maybe they’re not normal and everyday, I don’t know.

I do know that while her shrimp paella, while exquisite, does not stand above her scalloped ham and potatoes.

Her delectable fajitas, a common menu item at our house, because of all of our time in Texas, are absolutely overshadowed by her melt in your mouth, perfectly spiced enchiladas.

The way she bakes a chicken or two (depending upon whether the kids are coming over not) is unrivaled when joined by her mashed potatoes (which she insists MUST NOT BE FROM A BOX) and that southern delicacy, black eyed peas.

The remains of the bird become those mouthwatering enchiladas.

If there is still something left (I do manage to resist to a certain degree which is why I’ve managed to lose 8 lbs in the last six weeks), that turns into a wonderful pot of chicken and noodles.

(Okay, I’m salivating now…maybe this wasn’t a good idea)

As you can tell from my other postings, I am completely enamored of my wife Marilyn. Her cooking was just a great bonus!

Gotta go, I’m starved and I smell something good coming from the kitchen.


Posted by on 02 Aug 2007 | Tagged as: General

Welcome to the wonderful world of  What started out as a joke is now reality.  This is a place to extol the virtues of my WONDERFUL wife Marilyn.  I didn’t make the domain name as that would be redundant and very long.

You won’t find anything racy here.  Just my idle ramblings about the love of my life, her tenacity, gentleness, and everything neat that I can write about in a G rated blog (the grandchildren might stumble upon the site 😉 ).

If you’re not a family member or friend you’ll probably want to move along, although overall there is a lesson or two to be had if you’ll listen, as Marilyn has patiently put up with yours truly for 26 years. (That’s part of what makes her wonderful!)

If you’re reading this and you are my wonderful wife Marilyn then just know that I HAD TO DO THIS.  I’ve spent so much time on the computer in all the years we’ve been married doing stuff that paid the bills that I thought I would use some of that expertise to extol the virtues of the one person who has made my life full and blessed.

I luv ya babe 😉