"The fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, self-control; against such things there is no law." -- Galatians 5:22-23 We sat together, just the two of us. The sun would be coming up any minute. We didn't say much. We couldn't. We were on the verge of bursting into tears, but neither did. What we did say was mostly of a lighthearted nature.
It was our 18th anniversary.
"In sickness and health," I joked.
"Yeah, well," she said, "it's only fair. You stuck with me through four labors and deliveries. It's the least I can do."
A man wearing black scrubs and carrying a clipboard entered the waiting area and barked, "Ramsey. Ramsey."
Together we stood and made our way to the shouting man who led us to the elevator.
"I'll be right out here," my wife said. "I'll see you just as soon as they're done."
I squeezed her hand, gave her a kiss, handed her my wedding ring, and then stepped into the elevator as it closed and carried me up and away.
[Read the rest of the article at The Gospel Coalition Blog.]