Disclaimer: This post may feel chick-flick-y. pure mush pot-ish. over the top-in love. I'm certain some will utter "oh geesh, here she goes about her husband again". But I can't help it--it's the truth and I'm grateful to be blessed with a lasting marriage. I pray that many others experience what I do (with different people of course!).
My husband emailed a song by Andrew Peterson to me a few weeks ago.
Like the song says, we married at 19 and are still together nearly 15 years later. There's something to the words "I do".
After getting home from a longer mission trip (typically I'm not gone for more than a few days, this time it was nine) I wanted to sing every song I knew to him. So I'm blogging it to save his ears from the sounds I'm able to produce. Coy faithfully held down the fort and the kids and still managed to preach two services and spend time with friends. It amazes me what he is able to do. I'd like to offer the song back to him, as a "thank you" for dancing though the mine fields with me.
Coy: I know the last few months haven't been the easiest. And whenever I'm gone and struggling or wishing I were home, you send me a song...and I listen...and believe it with all of my heart. "But to lose your life for another I've heard, is a good place to begin. Cause the only way to find your life is to lay your own life down. And I believe it's an easy price to find what we have found...it's harder than we dreamed but I believe that's what the promise is for." Thanks for reminding me when I've forgotten my name and for walking with me through the shadowlands into the fields where we dance. I'm better...when I'm with you.