It has been exactly two months and nineteen days since I married my best friend. Our wedding day was the happiest day of our lives. Several days ago, I remembered a prayer I said years before I met my husband. I had just started more specifically praying for a God-fearing husband. One day, after asking for the Holy Spirit to grant me wisdom to know how to pray for God's chosen spouse for me, I found myself on my knees eager to offer up one of my most earnest prayers. It was one that didn't have any 'specifics' that were left up to me, but left all the results totally up to God.
Lord, I pray that you would grant me a husband and marriage that would help me have a deeper understanding of Your love for me. May he be one that not only hears the words of my mouth, but listens to the song in my heart.
That was it. Short and simple. My prayer journals began filling up with other specific prayers for my future husband, yet that prayer never ceased to leave my mind. I knew only God could help me best understand true love.
It's been a little over two months since I became a wife. Some days, I find myself wondering what I did to deserve my husband. I often find myself in overwhelmingly grateful and happy tears. The tears come when my husband sends me a text message right before leaving work, asking if I need anything from the grocery store. It happens when he comes home with herbs, spices and other ingredients for the dinner he knew I was making but didn't have all the ingredients for. Tears roll down my cheeks when he gladly sets up our Roland studio keyboard and recording equipment so I can get back to making music - a project I have been wanting to accomplish for years. I cry happy tears when he wakes up at 5am to help me prepare for an upcoming potluck that requires tedious food preparation...which usually means hours of varicose-forming standing at our "very purple kitchen" (as he likes to call it). When he spends hours on FaceTime with my parents and plans the details of our time together during their upcoming/next visit, my heart can't help but feel like bursting with joy as I realize love is not something we must deserve in order to receive.
Love is a GIFT from God.
Thoughtfully yours,










