I am my beloved’s and my beloved is mine ~ Song of Solomon 6:3
And oh. How I love him. Through eight-ish years of constant moves, two miscarriages, two babes living, and me pregnant {and moody} with babe number three. Through grief, four deployments and three of the eight years apart {….another deployment looming….}.
We are neck deep in diapers, 14 hour work days, dramatic five year olds, and all of the grace draped mess this life has to offer us. We are all gratitude to have a child-free date once every three months.
He gets up, goes to work at 5:30 am, comes home around 7, {to a non-showered, pregnant, crazy-eyed wife}, loves our babies, puts them to bed, and falls asleep on the couch. I web-surf to the lullaby of his snores, and we traipse, bleary-eyed, to bed.
And in the middle of all that, he looks at me on a Wednesday, and tells me how happy he is. Truly, blissfully happy.
My cup runneth over.
~M.
Beautiful thoughts! You brought tears to my eyes. What beautiful honesty.
Powerful…I love how you captured so much emotion in this post.
I’m sorry to hear of the grief of your lost babies (I, too, have lost 2 before the birth of my miracle baby who will be 2 next month) and of the long separations from your beloved (which I also have an inkling of having married someone from another continent).
Yet through all this and your busy days and evenings, grace and love are present. And that’s so redemptive and beautiful…and reassuring to the rest of us…or at least to me who wonders how I’m going to get to the next minute, let alone the next day.
Thanks again for sharing.
So sweet!! I love this! (And I can’t wait til you have that baby!)
ps. What church do you go to again? We’re looking for a new one.
Hi! I think about you and Jen all the time:) Maybe I can get it together enough to actually spend time with you guys. We are excited about this baby boy too …. We go to Christ Presbyterian Church off {turn left off exit 8.} Come visit 🙂
Beautiful story of life you’re writing! I adore your photo at the top. I loved this “the grace draped mess this life has to offer us.” and I need to remember that it’s grace that gives us life in the first place. 🙂 Here’s to all the messes!