Published: 8 years ago

Sweet Sixteen

Rockin' the Hair

Today, there will be no Frontline preparation.  There will be no answering e-mails.  Heck, there won’t even be my hourly check of Drudge Report.

Today my bride and I celebrate sixteen years of marriage.  I’m one of those lucky rascals that didn’t marry a girlfriend…I married a best friend.  Merriem and I just barely squeaked into the category of high school sweethearts.  We met halfway through our senior years when she showed up at my high school for a basketball game.  One look at the girl with the big bangs sitting on the bleachers, and I was hooked.  I knew then that there would never be anybody else.

Whenever I do premarital counseling, I like to shock the couple by telling them they’re about to be married by a guy who started dating at 17, was engaged at 18, and married at 19.  Yes, we were babies.  Yes, there were people who questioned our sanity (there were times we questioned our own sanity).  But I knew then as sure as I know now that God had given me the greatest gift of my life apart from salvation.  In many ways, Merriem represents God’s unmatchable grace in my life.  She is better to me than I deserve, and she endures the insanity that’s called a pastor’s life with kindness and love.

I can’t really say that our marriage is as exciting as it was back on January 16, 1993, because in so many ways, it’s better.  We know each other better.  We love each other better. We relate to each other better.  She’s familiar…she’s safe…and she’s mine.

I love her.

The great thing is, everybody that knows her loves her, too.  She lights up a room when she walks in.  She has a compassionate heart that would make Mother Theresa look like a puppy-kicker.  She makes the Summit’s first-time guests feel like they are a part of the family, and she makes our house a home and loves our kids like nobody’s business.  It’s one thing when you think your wife is awesome, but it’s pretty incredible when your friends and family think it, too.

So today, I’m taking the day to celebrate her.  To celebrate us.  And to celebrate how good God has been to us.

I love you, Babe!

7 Comments.
  1. amy p. says:

    awwww … happy anniversary danny & merriem! 🙂

  2. kim davidson says:

    So excited! Congratulations! You guys both mean a lot to me – especially Merriem, who has put up with Danny all these years! 🙂 And, Danny – you better pass that on to her and not take it too personally! Have a wonderful day!

  3. Rob Taylor says:

    With all your talk of wedding bands, I couldn’t help but notice that yours was conspicuously absent in the wedding pic.

  4. Darin says:

    Well you finally coaxed me out of silence–all it took was a post about your lovely wife, whom I am much more fond of then you–but my main question is–who’s the dude with the evangelist hair in Merriem’s wedding picture? Seriously, I think showing a picture of her first husband in an anniversary post is a little creepy–enjoy the Barn!

  5. Ainsley says:

    Happy Anniversary, you guys!!! You are both an inspiration to us single folks! Hope you have a wonderful day together!

  6. jlg5074 says:

    dude…i don’t know how to politely say this so I’m just gonna go ahead and say it and get it over with…

    but your hair in that picture is friggin gross. You almost have that Billy Ray Cyrus look, but the touch of “Robert Tilton” that you have in there creates a disaster.

  7. photorobin says:

    Congratulations!
    Oh, my! What’s that gooey stuff on her train?

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