Every marriage is the union of two very different people.
My husband and I are more different than many.
He grew up in Damascus, Syria, where St. Paul was converted. It’s the oldest continually inhabited city in the world. I grew up in the woods of upstate New York, in a town inhabited for about 200 years.
He grew up Antiochian Orthodox, with a sanctuary adorned with icons. I grew up Evangelical Protestant, and my sanctuary had a cross. I thought an icon was an idol.