Can I tell you something? This past month has not been easy. My Grandma recently passed away. She went peacefully in her sleep at 92 years old. This, I am thankful for. I know she was ready. She once asked me what I thought heaven was like. I think going to heaven is a lot like… Continue reading In pursuit of peace
I have a good, good husband.When I am up late with the baby he makes me breakfast the next morning. He washes dishes and makes breakfast for his family on Saturday mornings so that I can play games of make believe with our kids. My husband doesn’t buy me diamond rings and he doesn’t plan surprise romantic getaways but his everyday acts of service are priceless. We do life together. Real life.The setbacks, the heart hurts, the surprise bills, the joys, victories, and dreams realized. He is real and our marriage is real. My husband is consistently good, faithful, and true. He works hard for his family and counts each sacrifice a joy if it means his family is well provided for. My husband has dreams, goals, and vision for the future. I am proud to be his wife. I am proud to walk along beside him as his helpmate, confidant, lover, and friend. I have a good, good husband whose heart is loyal to the one he loves. He keeps Christ at the center of both our hearts and this makes all the difference. My husband is my is true love and my happily ever after.