Twelve years ago I met her at a picnic that I didn’t really care to be at. Eight years ago I officially/formally told her that I liked her. Six years ago I got down on my knee and asked her to marry me. Five years ago we made a covenant before God and man that we would live our lives together, purposefully pursuing His will. Two years ago she started her role as the mother I knew she would become, and has been fulfilling that better than I could have ever hoped.
“Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting; but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised.”
I haven’t been deceived as of yet, and the beauty has definitely endured. But above all of that, I am thankful for someone who, at her core, loves God enough to put Him above me. I’m blessed to marry a woman that will not let me settle into my ‘natural’ character, but challenges me to be more like Christ.
Five years is such a short time…which makes it that much more exciting to enter into the years to come.
