• Mar. 27, 2008
Happy Birthday, my love!
Twenty years ago I gave a birthday card to my friend, Jon. "Just as a friend," I thought.
Well, little did I know that just two weeks later, we'd be dating.
So this year marks 20 years of celebrating this incredible man who became my husband. His birthday always feels like my birthday...I'm so excited and thankful to be able to celebrate him!
As the years go by, I find myself rejoicing more and more in this amazing gift God gave me! Each passing year brings deeper growth and maturity to our marriage. I respect and admire him as no other. Seeing him in action and using his God-given gifts brings me true delight. Perhaps it's while watching him lift his heart in song and praise to our great God. Perhaps it's while sitting under his dynamic teaching from God's Word. Or perhaps it's while he's simply encouraging a member or our church family and expressing geunine concern. All these things cause me to give praise and thanks to God.
But then there are those other moments when he's wrestling on the floor with our boys or throwing a baseball to them. Maybe they're all huddled around a book as he reads to them. Or maybe he's kneeling at their bedside, praying that they will passionately follow God and become godly men.
And then there are those moments when he's all alone; those moments that no one but God is intended to see. I've discovered that those moments are no different than all the others, because he's consistent; he's real. As I've stolen glimpses into these private moments, I've witnessed a man whose faith is strong; a man who delights in God's Word and takes refuge in it. Oh, how my heart rejoices!
I thank God...over and over again...for the precious gift of my husband. He's my greatest and best friend, and I celebrate his life each and everyday. Happy Birthday, my love ~
