Several Monday nights ago, Adam and I were having our normal nightly routine.
The routine where
I pick up toys and clutter and make his lunch and
he showers, cleans up his stuff and gets his work bags ready for the next day.
Definitely not the stuff that chic-flicks are made of.
Apparently my little yellow dress was setting his little heart on fire because he had gone all mushy-heart-eyes for at least the last hour. Four years of marriage and two babies later, I have to be honest. These moments are my favorite. My favorite because it means we still are crushing on each other, even though my belly's a big saggier and his tired eyes are a bit tired-er. It means the fight to stay true to each other, day in and day out it paying off. It means that day after day, night after night, thanks to a good God's grace despite all our short comings and failures, our marriage vows are getting stronger. And in our culture of cheap promises and easy divorces, this is worth the weight of pure gold.
So midway through my laundry-sorting-toy-tidying motions, this sweet boy of mine grabbed me and kissed me straight on the mouth.
I just can't get enough of you, he whispered.
And right about then my heart just melted into a puddle. There is something so incredible about being unconditionally loved and desired.
^^ a little throwback to a summer wedding last year with a teeny little gideon in my belly ^^You guys. This is the good stuff. The stuff worth fighting for. The stuff worth holding out for. The good stuff worth not settling before finding. To all my sweet single friends. Don't settle. No matter how hard it gets. No matter how lonely the nights. I promise you that waiting somehow, someday becomes worth it.
And for those of us that are married. Let's cherish on purpose. Let's speak our love to our husbands. Let's intentionally act in adoration and respect of these precious men God has given us.
Because let's be honest. I don't believe in perfect matches. But I do believe that in our imperfections, in our blunderings at life, God has the perfectly-imperfect one for each of use to do life with. And that is something worth celebrating.
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