His patient Spirit…


“Then make me truly happy by agreeing wholeheartedly with each other, loving one another, and working together with one mind and purpose”-Philippians 2:2

This entry is dedicated to my husband:

I want to start by saying our marriage is not perfect by all means. We have known each other since we were fifteen and sixteen, so you can imagine the ups and downs we have had and still have. We can disagree argue and drive each other crazy at times…imagine that!

One of my favorite things about my husband is his sense of humor. He can always find humor in any circumstance. Everybody who meets him, loves him. He can easily make me laugh. That’s the part of him I think I fell in love with at seventeen years old. Of course being the funny guy isn’t everything, so lucky for me, he has so many other qualities that as a young girl, I didn’t see until we had to make tough decisions, grew closer and got to know each other better. We made wrong choices that turned into our biggest blessings, funny how God works!


“The heart of man plans his way, but the Lord establishes his steps”-Proverbs 16:9

He became a husband, dad, provider and leader all by the age of eighteen. Piece of cake right?? Nooo… I have to say, it was extremely hard and I would never recommend it to any eighteen year old couple but my husband took on the role better than most thirty year old men could have done.

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“Be completely humble and gentle; be patient, bearing with one another in love”-Ephesians 4:2

My Husband is very careful not to use harsh words, he has a patient spirit. He has kept me calm when anxiety gets the best of me. He makes our home feel like a peaceful place.

“But if any man does not provide for his own, and especially for those of his household, he has denied the faith and is worse than an unbeliever” -1Timothy 5:8

He is a great provider. Even back when we were a new young family and were living from “small paycheck” to “small paycheck”, he would always find extra side jobs to keep us afloat. He does not mind hard work and is always thankful for his job.

“In this same way, husbands ought to love their wives as their own bodies. He who loves his wife loves himself. After all, no one ever hated their own body, but they feed and care for their body, just as Christ does the church” —Ephesians 5:28-29

He takes care of me. He loves me unconditionally, He tells me I’m pretty. He tells me I’m attractive. He even loves me in the morning when my hair looks like Tina Turner (if only I had her legs too!) and my eyes have big dark circles. He loves me in my sweat pants and oversized sweatshirts, mix match matching pj’s and flannels.

“And, ye fathers, provoke not your children to wrath: but bring them up in the nurture and admonition of the Lord”-Ephesians 6:4
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What really melts my heart is the Love my husband has for his children. Three daughters! There is something to be said about a man who shares a home with four woman. Drama, make up, perfume, whining, PMS, dating, driving, break ups, hair crises, giggling sleepovers, clothes drama, late night conversations about boys…I could go on for three more paragraphs at least. He tells them they look pretty, he tells them they don’t need make up, he risks his life in the car as a cheek clenched passenger! He tells them no boys are good enough for them anyway (at least for now while they are young). He once sent a message to one of our daughters after a “break up”. This was after a two hour chat with her until two in the morning. It said “there are plenty of fish in the sea, I just want you to be careful navigating, love dad”
I saved that message. I may display it at her wedding. I love watching Ava spring from the floor when he enters the room. awaiting a game of checkers, a game of freeze dance or a trip to the golf course. Bottom line… He loves his girls…all of us!


Thanks honey, for loving me even when I’m cranky and mean. When I forget things, when the house is a mess, when I make tuna noodle casserole which you hate and when I’m just…undeserving. Thank you for sleeping in the guestroom when your snoring keeps me awake. Thank you for making me laugh. Thank you for giving me my own way even when you shouldn’t. Thank you for holding me when I cry and telling me everything will be ok. Thank you for just being there and providing for our family and doing it so humbly…Thank you!



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