You are my husband, my friend, my fellow parent, my tease, my ruffian, my love.
You make me laugh.
You rub my shoulders and get the knots out of my neck.
You almost never walk past me without kissing me... even when I'm grumpy about it.
You read the Scripture with intensity, trying to wring new insights out of it each time.
You walk and pray.
You write me notes about the greatness of God.
You labor at your schoolwork, even after you've labored at work all day.
You don't want me to clean the toilet; you say it's your job.
You kill bugs.
The last year of life has thrown us into a radical new adventure; the next year of life proves to hold just as much change and unknown. I'm glad to go forward into it with you.
To this end also we pray for your always, that our God may count you worthy of your calling and fulfill every desire for goodness and the work of faith with power, so that the name of our Lord Jesus Christ may be glorified in you, and you in Him, according to the grace of our God and the Lord Jesus Christ. 2 Thessalonians 1:10-11
Celebratory cupcakes at staff meeting Wednesday
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