Ruth Bell Graham, beloved wife of world-renowned evangelist Billy Graham, died at 5:05 p.m. today at her home at Little Piney Cove in Montreat (North Carolina) surrounded by her husband and all five children. She was 87 years of age.
The first thing that came to my mind, when I read the news of Mrs. Graham`s passing, was my own dear beloved… losing her, her losing me.
What must it be to spend so much of one`s life with another? To grow into adulthood, bear & raise children, living year after year as “one flesh” within the sacred covenant of marriage.
As much as I feel that my beloved and I have shared together in ups/downs and in-betweens, it has been only a single tender decade with which we have been so intertwined. Indeed we have only just begun to learn what it is to be a husband and a wife – and with each year our ardor and passions have only deepened. How much more so after twenty years? Fifty?
Seeing the graying of my own elder family members brings this home as well. In the past year alone I have buried both of my grandparents. With age and declining health, I expect that I shall be parting ways with other elder family members in the days to come. Such is death so irretrievably bound to life.
If it is His will, may the LORD grant me so many years with my beloved as He has given to Mr. Graham… that we may continue to grow in His grace and in our love for each other.