Ours was never a sappy love story. The boy meets girl and in an instant they both know their love will run deep forever. Nope, nothing like that for us. Instead, we spent three week painting “Joy Busses” for the church we attended.
Somewhere between taping and painting we discovered we had lots in common. Both of us had a deep desire to serve the LORD. We both had very firm ideas of what a marriage should look like and both of us had the same views on roles within a marriage. He went on to his next duty station for the Air Force and I went to the local Christian camp serving as the waterfront director.
We spent the summer writing back and forth. He surprised me and flew home and proposed. I accepted and we were married August 29th, 1977.
Imagine getting married to someone you have only spent three weeks with! Years later we both discovered that the morning after the wedding we each woke up, looked over and realized we had just married an almost perfect stranger! We each prayed something like, “Dear God, what have I done?” That began the adventure that has last 33 years now.
Today I am grateful for a godly husband who seeks to serve the LORD. Not one day is guaranteed so I am thankful that I have my husband for today and that is enough.
What are you thankful for? It would be an encouragment to hear what you are thankful for.
"Be the kind of woman that when your feet hit the ground each morning Satan says, "Oh crud, she's up"
Imagine getting married to someone you have only spent three weeks with! Years later we both discovered that the morning after the wedding we each woke up, looked over and realized we had just married an almost perfect stranger! We each prayed something like, “Dear God, what have I done?” That began the adventure that has last 33 years now.
Today I am grateful for a godly husband who seeks to serve the LORD. Not one day is guaranteed so I am thankful that I have my husband for today and that is enough.
What are you thankful for? It would be an encouragment to hear what you are thankful for.
"Be the kind of woman that when your feet hit the ground each morning Satan says, "Oh crud, she's up"