She recovered pretty well from a very tough several years, but was still in the midst of them when I wrote that.
Here's the last page in my family book "Survival", which points back to the South Dakota story and several others.
COURAGE
It’s easy enough to persevere when the danger you face is knowable, like the possibility of drowning in the icy Mendenhall River, being incinerated at a gas station, being crushed in a windstorm in the mountains, being scraped all over the side of a semi-trailer truck on the highways of South Dakota. There’s no bravery in that. Just survival. It brings you up short. How many times does God have to get your attention, bub? What does it take?
But survival in the face of the unknowable–that takes courage.
So this last word is admiration of the courage my wife, Marjorie, who battles the unknowable every day. She perseveres, even though she feels desperately that something is amiss, that something is not right. Nobody seems to know just what, either. At this point, it’s not known, if not unknowable. Just the pain, just the uncertainty: Oh yes, those are knowable. And you know them.
I love you, Margie.
God saved me this long. I will be there. |
