Once upon a time there was a married couple who preferred, despite everything that demanded their attention or pulled them in different directions, to be together. They were so connected with each other and so happy being together that sometimes others really didn’t understand. Sometimes others, even their immediate family, didn’t always understand or misinterpreted what they witnessed. One of their pastors got upset with them because they had no interest in talking to their pastor individually. He thought that they would feel freer to speak if they could talk privately with him. They thought that nonsense — they belonged together. They were joined at the hip. They were joined at heart. They were connected by the ways they thought, by a commonality of vision for what mattered, the struggles and losses endured, the faith they shared, the love that deepened through time.
They were joined by their past and…
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