So far we are just over 9 months into our marriage, and those have been just wonderful. Honestly, I don't know that they could have been better. Perhaps, we are still "honeymooning", and if that is so, then I hope we always are (although I am not naive and I know we will face different seasons). I just totally dig that man of mine. He is the most caring, cutest, most noble, funniest, most loving, wonderful man I have ever known. I am honored to be his wife.
Amidst all this, I have been learning so much about love, mainly....
Love is a choice.
On June 20th, 2009. I promised forever to Jason. So, even in those moments that I've been tired or annoyed or hungry or stressed or what have you, I have had to choose love. So, in the moment when there is a sock graveyard by the bed or the HHR gets road rage (he promises its the car), I've learned to choose love. Disclaimer, this isn't fun nor is it easy. And I have so much respect for those who have really had to choose love in crisis like cancer, infidelity, death, job loss, infertility, death, etc. Oh, and just for the record, I think Jason has had to choose love much more often than I have, and he does it so well. Seriously, my husband is a rock star.:)
At the Sunday of our Revival services, I prayed and told the Lord that I would always fight for our marriage. There is a wonderful song that talks about just that, and I just love the words. Press play and read along...
God is love.
It's worth fighting for.