Someone recently asked me what the best thing about being a Navy wife is. That’s a really hard question to answer because there are a huge list of positives (and negatives but I ignore this as best as I can). I really buckled down to pick the very best thing. I may have overworked my brain based on the Hubster asking if I had cooked bacon while he was at work.
Friendship. I’ve been privileged enough to make friends at every duty station; some will be with me for life, others have floated out of touch once the military separates us. The best part of military friendships are the way you can bond over the simplest thing. I once overheard a conversation between two Navy wives walking to the mailbox at the corner of my yard.
Wife #1: But how can the world only be, what did you say, 6,000 years old?
Wife #2: Well, we use the Bible to determine the age of things. I mean, it’s all in there.
Wife #1: But we have all the science to back up carbon dating and all the fossils are much older.
Wife #2: Science is wrong.
Wife #1: But how can you support one form of science while discounting the other forms?
Wife #2: What do you mean?
Wife #1: Well, you wouldn’t have your child if it weren’t for science. Doctors intervened to make it possible for you to continue carrying when you would have lost the baby otherwise.
Wife #2: Well, that’s medicine. That isn’t science.
Wife #1: But medicine is science. All the medical achievements came through scientific breakthroughs.
Wife #2: Hmmmm. Well, I still believe in the Bible, but maybe the Bible just doesn’t give me every detail of information that God has to explain the world. I mean, maybe he meant for us to read it and believe it while not necessarily knowing everything he does.
Wife #1: That’s how I read the Bible. Want to go to Panera Bread?
Wife #2: Oh, yeah, that sounds great! And let’s discuss the dinosaurs while we’re there. I still can’t figure that part out.
As they walk away…
Wife #1: Do you think you can still be Christian if you question the Bible?
Wife #2: Yes, he doesn’t want me to be a dumb sheep, he just wants to make sure I actually follow the shepherd in the end.
HAHAHAHAHAHA, and that’s a true Navy wife friendship. You can disagree on things as long as you share the same taste in restaurants.
And now I want Panera Bread. Thanks for the invite, bitches.
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