Three Years: a letter to my husband.

'Has it been only three?'

we always say.

So much has happened~

We are not just an 'us,'

we are a family.

I love you as my husband,

and as my children's Daddy.



We are making a home now~

The Lord has built it

by the hands of prayer.

We dream about all He may do there ~

the good works He's prepared for us,

now laid out before us.



In three years we've cried a lot,

haven't we?

Had losses break each of our hearts --

and both of our hearts ---

The slow healing seems to be stitching

us together, though.

For that I am grateful.




Of course we've laughed a lot, too.

More than cried.

You always make me laugh as I cry~

For that I am grateful, too.

We've been so silly together;

No one brings out my silly-self more than you do,

nor loves that silly-self more.



I think in three years you have seen my worst.

From the love in your eyes and the tenderness in your arms,

I know even then you are seeing my best.

Those must be the eyes of Jesus searching from your heart into mine.

They have to be.

Only His eyes could search me and find beauty like you do.




In three years,

I have loved you and I have hurt you.

I've amazed you and disappointed you.

In three years I have wished we could bypass these early days of struggle and strife.

Yet in three years,

Not once would I have left you, given up on us, or questioned why we married.

I know why, and it remains so:

God joined us together.

'We' belong to Him.



I am so hopeful for our future; so joyful to think of the years to come.

To see where our Father leads us,

whom else He adds to our family,

what other trials and tribulations He will carry us through to make us stronger and more like Him.




I see Glory in our future ~ glory shining in the reflection of His mercy and grace.

I praise Him and I thank Him;

because of Him I love you now

more than ever before.




Happy anniversary,

my husband,

my beloved,

my friend.