One year ago.
One year ago today, with sweating palms and a thumping heart, I was awkwardly making my way down the aisle to meet my groom. To give my life, my hopes, my dreams, my deepest thoughts, my insecurities, my whole being to a young man...hardly more than a boy, for a lifetime.
I struggled. Was I worth it? Did he still want to do this? Does he even really like me this much? Maybe this is a bad idea. What if he changes his mind? But the minute I saw him there at the alter, all those feelings melted away. There he was, MY husband. I'd never felt more proud in my life. The feeling of relief that washed over me as the pastor said those words I had been waiting to hear, it had to be the most wonderful feeling I had ever felt.
People doubted us. You're to young. You don't know what you're doing. You should wait to get married. Just give it a few months, you'll hate eachother. I would cry to my husband, but he never let it bother him. "Don't listen to them, honey. They just like to talk, all we have to do is prove them wrong."
I never truly knew what the verse in Ephesians meant until I met Caleb. Husbands, love your wives, as Christ loved the church and gave himself up for her. That is just what he does, day after day. Through my constant worrying, my mistakes, he is there for me, calm and confident. God has blessed me with such an incredible man in my life. No, he isn't perfect, neither of us are. Sometimes I burn the supper, sometimes he lets the grass get to high. I'm bad about letting the laundry pile up. He doesn't clean the sink after he trims his beard. I forget to water the flowers, and so on, so forth. At times we disagree, we laugh together, we cry together, but we are always there for eachother. Through whatever life throws at us. We are committed to make things work, through richer or poorer, sickness and in health. Till death do us part. My prayer everyday, Lord, make me a better wife. I want to be deserving of this beautiful blessing God has given me.
I never truly knew what the verse in Ephesians meant until I met Caleb. Husbands, love your wives, as Christ loved the church and gave himself up for her. That is just what he does, day after day. Through my constant worrying, my mistakes, he is there for me, calm and confident. God has blessed me with such an incredible man in my life. No, he isn't perfect, neither of us are. Sometimes I burn the supper, sometimes he lets the grass get to high. I'm bad about letting the laundry pile up. He doesn't clean the sink after he trims his beard. I forget to water the flowers, and so on, so forth. At times we disagree, we laugh together, we cry together, but we are always there for eachother. Through whatever life throws at us. We are committed to make things work, through richer or poorer, sickness and in health. Till death do us part. My prayer everyday, Lord, make me a better wife. I want to be deserving of this beautiful blessing God has given me.
Therefore what God has joined together, let no one separate
I am so glad I have this man to grow old with. His contagious laughter, his dimples, the way he makes me smile all through out the day without even trying. I am slowly learning that marriage is what you make it. You can't expect it to go all merry and fabulous if you don't work to make it that way. Love is a choice, love is commitment, hard work, selflessness, going out of your way for the other day after day. But nothing is as beautiful or rewarding as this blissful, beautiful matrimony God created between a man and woman.
I don't want to let a moment of this wonderful life to pass by unnoticed. And I am so excited to spend the years to come with the love of my life.
