“Therefore, shall a a man leave his father and his mother , and shall cleave unto his wife. And they shall be one flesh.”
6 years ago, I was doing this…
This morning (after all 3 little ones slept great all night allowing mommy a good night’s rest, best anniversary gift ever!) daddy led us in prayer and then I requested that we watch our wedding highlight video. We built it up to the girls and they were curiously excited about our “very special” movie. About half way into it (the whole thing is under 15 minutes), with a knot in my throat as I relived the deep, powerful emotions of such an incredible day, Spicy candidly says “I want to watch a REAL movie. Can we watch a REAL movie now like Tom & Jerry?” Daddy & I were both cracking up and so the day would go…happy, humorous, joyful, light.
When Dean and I discussed our possible family outings, the beach was definitely at the top of the list. We packed our PB & J sandwiches, grabbed a warm tasty drink along the way (they were all out of pumpkin spice latte’s, just tragic!) and arrived in under 20 minutes (Oh how blessed we are). It didn’t go exactly the way I had envisioned. It was far better. But it began with sand. A lot of it. Sand in our sandwiches, sand in the eyes, sand e v e r y w h e r e, but my minimal experience of a mom 3 times over told me not to give up on the idea just quite yet but to persevere through the screams and tears because the reward was just around the bend. And that although they make it seem as though they are being tortured alive at the moment, children are so resilient and able to adapt and forget so quickly and sure enough, within minutes they were back to squeals and smiles. It’s a beautiful thing. After being split up for awhile with kids going in opposite directions to explore and wondering if I’d ever get a conversation in with my better half, we finally got to experience interacting with each one of our blessings and close enough to toss the camera back and forth to capture the moment forever, as well as time together to stand back, hold hands and just watch. Watch them in their beautiful, little worlds full of peace and wonder and awe at God’s gift of life to us. We reflected on how much He has blessed us in the last 6 years. On all the times He provided for us financially, emotionally, spiritually and physically.
And That really has been the theme of our 6 years of marriage… Letting go and trusting God because His ways are far greater and grander than we can plan for, expect or imagine. His grace is enough and His provision is plenty. And in a time where the family unit is disintegrating, I know He has big plans for us, as long as we follow Him closely.
Happy Anniversary, My love. We have changed and grown so much in the last 6 years but because even in those difficult times, we are both becoming closer to God the Father, Jesus the Son and the Holy Spirit, it has worked. We have worked. And we aren’t just surviving, we’re thriving, baby! 🙂
May God grant us many, many years together!!!
St. Therese of Lisieux, (on your feast day), Pray for us!!!
“A great marriage is not when the perfect couple come together. It is when an imperfect couple learns to enjoy their differences.”