(a vintage love photo :)
Tucked in a yellowed envelope, I discovered a treasure.
Before we left to serve on the mission field, I packed a small box of memories.
Memories of a courtship, first years of marriage, two precious blessings of sons ...
In amongst the love tattered cuddly and hand knit baby blankets,
A simple envelope crammed with love and notes.
Mingled with words from our wedding
Drenched in a young wife's adoration of her prince
I uncovered my words from 12 years ago ...
May you have his kind of love for each other
Getting excited when you open the car door for me
Eating crunchy rice and mashed potatoes with too much pepper
Giving me eskimo kisses
Dancing with me under the moon
Love is the very nature of God, and this love can only come from God
Dressing up like a scarecrow with me
Surpising me with hot chocolate in the morning
Sneaking up on me and kissing my neck
Telling me my eyes reflect who I am
It is this kind of love that drove the creator down from glory to take upon himself the form of a man to die in our place
Bragging about me
Warming my side of the bed for me
Crying when I hurt
Buying me my first pumpkin
It is this kind of love that has brought Ryan and Sarah together this day in marriage
Coming to me when I need you to hold me so I can cry in your arms
Holding me until I fall asleep
Eating chocolate to give me chocolate kisses
Being my husband, lover, encourager, constant support and best friend
It is this love flowing from within them which will keep them together both now and for the rest of their lives.
God's love for us is real. I am beginning to fathom and truly receive His love. A love that brought us back to the United States, brought us out of our dream ministry, to restore us. To enable us to truly receive His love again for who we are and not what we do. A love that is restoring our marriage when we didn't even see the cracks crumbling around us. A love that is worth fighting for.
May we know your love, Abba, overflowing, saturating, and splashing all that we are.