Happy Anniversary

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5 years ago today I married the man God intended for me from the beginning of time.  The man who I prayed for from the time I was a little girl.  The man who was and is my perfect match in every way.  As I think about that girl who woke up on her wedding day 5 years ago, filled with thoughts of wedding vows, and a white dress, and that pair of crystal blue eyes that sparkled every time I walked into the room…I can’t believe I am the same person.  As I slid that ring on his finger that day and pledged before God to be a faithful bride to my new husband, I knew I was in love with him.  But I had no idea how much that love would grow and change and deepen.  We have packed a lot into 5 years.  We have been through deep valleys and have been on mountaintops.  God has grown us and changed us in ways I might not have chosen…but it’s all part of His perfect plan for us.  I am beyond grateful that God has allowed me to experience a glimpse of His love for me through the love of my husband.  My husband’s love is beautiful and breathtaking to me…but it pales in comparison to God’s love.  It is just amazing to me that God, in His infinite wisdom, desired that I should have this relationship.  That He planned it and formed it.  The husband and wife relationship just can’t be explained except that it’s a “God thing”.  It’s a glimpse of heaven here on earth.  Not that it’s perfect at all, but it’s such a beautiful picture.

Thank you God for the amazing gift of my husband.  May you continue to change me into the wife that You desire me to be.  I am forever grateful for our 5 wonderful years together and all that You have taught me through them.  May You continue to be the center of our relationship.

Happy 5 year Anniversary to my one and only!

Resting

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OK, I have about a minute and a half to type this up while Ava is finishing breakfast and Lincoln is doing something non-destructive 🙂

Do you ever wish you could put what’s in your heart into song?  I do.  There is just something about music that speaks to my very soul and is so powerful…even more than just written or spoken word.  I wish I could put into words (and then a beautiful melody of course) how my very soul soars when I think about meeting my Savior face to face someday.  All fears and worries and sadness will fall away and it will just be Him.  But, the words I come up with fall so short.  I wish I could put into words how much the love of God amazes me and how comforted I am by his new mercies every day.  I wish there was a grander word than “great” to describe His faithfulness!  I wish that I could describe how perfect His peace is when I let it fill my soul.  Granted, there are many other thoughts and feelings that would not sound very nice in song….but I won’t mention them in this post.  I guess for now I’ll have to settle for someone else’s words that share my prayer for the day.

Jesus, I am resting, resting

Jesus, I am resting, resting,
In the joy of what Thou art;
I am finding out the greatness
Of Thy loving heart.
Thou hast bid me gaze upon Thee,
And Thy beauty fills my soul,
For by Thy transforming power,
Thou hast made me whole.

Refrain

Jesus, I am resting, resting,
In the joy of what Thou art;
I am finding out the greatness
Of Thy loving heart.

O, how great Thy loving kindness,
Vaster, broader than the sea!
O, how marvelous Thy goodness,
Lavished all on me!
Yes, I rest in Thee, Belovèd,
Know what wealth of grace is Thine,
Know Thy certainty of promise,
And have made it mine.

Simply trusting Thee, Lord Jesus,
I behold Thee as Thou art,
And Thy love, so pure, so changeless,
Satisfies my heart;
Satisfies its deepest longings,
Meets, supplies it’s every need,
Compasseth me round with blessings:
Thine is love indeed!

Ever lift Thy face upon me
As I work and wait for Thee;
Resting ’neath Thy smile, Lord Jesus,
Earth’s dark shadows flee.
Brightness of my Father’s glory,
Sunshine of my Father’s face,
Keep me ever trusting, resting,
Fill me with Thy grace.

 

Whew, times up!  Ava’s done with breakfast, and Lincoln is climbing and being destructive.  Gotta go be a mom 🙂