It was yes to more than just a mate. It was yes to three kids and a big girl learning to be a mom. There were kinks to work out and growing to do, but we made a choice to do both.
It never stopped being about choice. The choice was to lay down our own desires to meet the other's needs. Every single day.
It is remembering that the words "I deserve (more, better)" were never uttered from Jesus' mouth, so how do we dare? We worked through.
What I found was that when you line it up with the Word, it makes it so much easier. But, then again, all of life is like that, isn't it? Just line it up?
When he says beautiful but the mirror screams something else, I choose to look in his mirror and believe what he says. He makes me feel more beautiful and desirable than I am. When the ugly does pop out, he steers it back to beautiful. How did I ever become so blessed?
And almost every night when we lay like spoons in a drawer, the words come out either feminine or masculine, "this is my favorite place in all the world". All the world. This yes place.
Yes to three kids. Aren't they all so cute?
Let's make it an even half dozen!
I'm so grateful to the Lord for the last twenty years. I am ready for the next twenty. I love the thought of growing old with this man.