I had to wait twenty-four years for my first boyfriend, my first kiss, and my first romantic ‘I love you.’ But on the other side of that wait, God had prepared a man who was exceedingly abundantly above all I could ask or think. One of the many, many ways my Hubby blows me away is by writing me a poem every month on the 30th, in honor of our first date, 6/30/12. This is the one he wrote me at the end of last month:
We’ve been through fire, you and I,
And our love still remains;
We grow closer when we’re tried,
Love coursing through our veins.
We’ve had a famine, you and I,
Yet our faith grows stronger;
Lack shows us that we can get by,
Waiting just a little longer.
We’ve been waiting, you and I,
For purpose and guidance;
Heaving many heavy sighs
As we prayed for subsidence.
He’s been there with you and I,
Each day seeing us through;
I’m thankful for lessons applied,
But e’er more grateful for you.
Hubby wrote this on the other side of another wait; after a nearly five month long job search, he starts his new job on Monday.
Once again, I’m left awestruck in the face of God’s unfathomable grace and faithfulness!