Good Like a Medicine

Sometimes I am like a mean, spoiled brat when it comes to appreciating my husband, but most of the time I feel like a little kid who gets unplanned extra credit on a test. I find myself shaking my head in disbelief that someone so wonderful tells me over and over how much he loves me, how beautiful I am to him, and how happy he is with me.

He doesn’t say much, even to me. He wears a smile most hours of the day, and he lets me snuggle with him even when he’s really burning up from all of the blankets I like to swaddle around me. He loves God so much, and he really cares about other people and ministering to them.

In many ways we are still newlyweds. We have welcomed three children into the world in our short five years of marriage, and we have moved three times. (We don’t like to be bored.) In all seriousness we can tell people who want to get married and love God through marriage, “Do it. You will never love so much, work so hard, and see God’s grace in your growth with someone else who holds your own hand and heart.”

This week we have looked forward to our anniversary, and today I pray that my incredible Eric knows my love in a deep, powerful way that words cannot express.

We watched our wedding video yesterday with the kids.

Steven grabbed his microphone and tried to sing with daddy and mommy!