
Although I could find no specific traditional designation for a type of gift for the 46th wedding anniversary, I found that some sources suggest a poetic tribute as a contemporary gift. In celebration of our 46th anniversary, I offer poetic reflections accompanied by photos and some of the songs, and original poetry and a poem by Sara Teasdale, all of which have come to mean so much to us in
a collage of memories
Of love and devotion
to God, our Father
and to one another
preceding and reaching
beyond 46 years
of marriage
Brenda and I met in April 1971, after we both prayed for a lifelong companion, but I thought about her long before then:
Before I Knew You
for my beloved BrendaI thought of you long before I ever knew you.
When through the mist I beheld your lovely face.
Before our two lives touched, my heart reached out to you.I could not speak your name, yet somehow, I knew you
Would be all I could desire in style and grace.
I thought of you long before I ever knew you.Alone, I saw the sunset, told myself you too
Needed a dearest friend to share this special place.
Before our two lives touched, my heart reached out to you.Alone, I passed the time and asked myself who you
Were dreaming of, yet still longing to embrace
I thought of you long before I ever knew you.I yearned to give my life, to share my soul with you
Who would make me feel whole and fill my empty space.
Before our two lives touched, my heart reached out to you.God stretched out his hand, and then He gently drew you
To me with a true love that time cannot erase.
I thought of you long before I ever knew you.
Before our two lives touched, my heart reached out to you.
“You Make Me Feel Brand New” by the Stylistics
In 1973 Brenda and I married and committed to build our lives on the foundation of God’s Word:
For a foundation, laid a precious cornerstone,
tried stone of witness–the rock of my salvation,
hewn from the Savior, “more than friend or life to me.”I bring a stone engraved with her name, Brenda Joyce,
my love, the wife of my youth in whom I rejoice;
white topaz, the symbol of my pure love for you.
“Brenda” by OC Smith
In our marriage we ever strive to be and to see
A Single Image
For this reason, shall a man leave
his father and mother,
and be joined to his wife,
and the two shall become one flesh.
Ephesians 5:31look upon the
mirror of our
soul
and
see
a
single imageone heart
wearing no
ill willone mouth
speaking peace
and promises
fulfilledone hand
bearing
only love
open
outstretched
toward youwe stand
before you
naked
unafraid
and freethere is
no fear
in love
so why
should wewe are His
He is one
so are weone
plus
one
makes
one
in
word
in
deed
in
truth
“Flesh of My Flesh”—Leon Patillo
I continue to thank God for my wife who was the answer to my prayer, even as I was the answer to hers.
I Thank God for You
For my beloved BrendaWith gratitude to God, who hears and answers prayer,
We reflect and rejoice, aware of His constant care.
Forty-six years flow:, abounding in amazing grace,
Unfailing love so strong, not even time can erase.
I thank God for you.We look upon the beauty of the precious sapphire,
To remind us of the spark that first kindled desire.
As Christ loved the Church, willing to sacrifice his life,
So I renew my promise to serve my beloved wife.
I thank God for you.Through each valley, plateau, climbing to a grand mountain view
We offer praise to God, our Father, who makes all things new.
God speaks to confirm His promise He will honor us:
All things work together according to His purpose.
I thank God for you.
I close with “Barter,” an exquisite poem that has come to mean so much to us over the years:
Barter
Life has loveliness to sell,
All beautiful and splendid things,
Blue waves whitened on a cliff,
Soaring fire that sways and sings,
And children’s faces looking up
Holding wonder like a cup.Life has loveliness to sell,
Music like a curve of gold,
Scent of pine trees in the rain,
Eyes that love you, arms that hold,
And for your spirit’s still delight,
Holy thoughts that star the night.Spend all you have for loveliness,
Buy it and never count the cost;
For one white singing hour of peace
Count many a year of strife well lost,
And for a breath of ecstasy
Give all you have been or could be.Sara Teasdale
“A Song for You” by Morgana King
I am still singing my song for you, Brenda Joyce, BJ, the love of my life.