I married my husband, Jason, because he was a youth pastor and I had a burning passion for ministry–and because Jason was so handsome and I had a burning passion for him. I wanted to do BIG things for God’s Kingdom and I had visions of the two of us conquering the world in Jesus…
I thought my heart was going to beat out of my chest when, at my engagement party, I overheard my soon to be mother-in-law giving my uncle/wedding officiant/pre-marital counselor the third degree. How I managed to calmly articulate our confidence in my uncle’s ability to counsel and marry us is beyond me. The next morning,…
I birdied the twelfth hole!” my boyfriend cried excitedly. “It was awesome. I holed out from the bunker.” Birdy? What? He killed a bird? … Bunker? Is there a war going on? All this golf talk made my head spin. It was like a foreign language. The extent of my golf knowledge consisted of knowing…
I’m often asked what’s been the hardest time in my marriage. Without hesitation, I name the first year of our marriage. We struggled with making it through every day without hurting each other. We eventually got into our groove around month 8 or 9, which at the time felt like year 80 or 90. Now,…
Few things in life can be as confusing as romance. Its rise and decline and its fulfillment or failure can confound minds, upset bodies and disorder normal daily existence. Usually when we soar into romance we’re flying blind. Aside from high hopes, we have little clear idea of where we’re going and what we’re likely…
