I'm going to try to keep this short and sweet. Today, I woke up next to my best friend and husband of 2 years. While I watched him sleep, I felt at peace as I thought how lucky I am that I get to call him my husband until the end of time. Through the ups and downs of marriage--here we are today. Only 2 years later. I look forward to the adventures we are to face in the years ahead of us, and I am learning to embrace the adversities we have overcome in the past. While it is important to reflect and learn from the past, especially on the mini-milestone of a 2 year anniversary, today I want to focus on our future together. My goal is for us is to continue to strive for a biblical marriage as God designed. Each day, I try to pray for His guidance in our marriage and that we can follow His design. I love him with all my heart and I am so blessed to have Ian as my husband.
Certainly, I've expressed my aversion to hyper-spiritualized language before. It often feels contrived, lacking authenticity—a facade of piety. Perhaps it's projection. Maybe jealousy. Or it could stem from a sense of disillusionment with the Christian community. But every so often, amidst the noise, a truth resonates deeply. "There is a root and fruit connection between heart and behavior. People and situations do not determine our behavior; these things provide an occasion where our behavior reveals our hearts." - Instruments in the Redeemer's Hands I've been navigating through my anger, confronting myself in the mirror. What does this anger unveil about my own heart? Surely, they aren't as enraged with me. In fact, they probably don't spare me a second thought. If anything, they—as sincerely as they can muster—bemoan my status as an apostate. So pitiful. My fruit is anger. And too often, I'm tempted to point fingers elsewhere as the source of my...

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