18 years ago almost to the day. This was the first picture we ever had taken of us. I was 16 and you were 20 on our first date. This was the night I heard you say that you would be 21 in five months and I thought to myself, “gosh, this guy is old!” This was before I broke up with you twice and then we utterly broke each others hearts.
Such immaturity those first two years. It would have been a lot easier to walk away. Yet, we chose to commit to one another and work through our brokenness together instead of apart, with Jesus now at the center and not ourselves.
18 years later and we’re still magnetic. I’m still entranced by your blue eyes. But it goes so much deeper than that now. I trust you. I have such a deep level of respect for you. I don’t just love you, I like you. When you’re dating the big phrase is “I love you.” When you’re married, it’s almost as if it’s the opposite that holds more weight.
What a gift it is to be married to such a selfless man of God such as yourself. I truly hope that my actions and words over the years have revealed this to you. There is no one else on the planet I would rather be with in such volatile times.
Together, with Christ at the center, we are a force to be reckoned with. May God use us in whatever way he sees fit to be a light in such a dark and confusing world. Whatever it takes and whatever that looks like. To Him be all the glory and praise.