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…
The stress of work, church responsibilities and post-wedding busyness and change had finally caught up with me. I went home from work every night, sat on the couch and watched TV until it was time to go to bed. Then, I would curl up into a ball under the covers and sob uncontrollably. And then…
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,…
Marriage is made of promises, from the inaugural seconds of the union between a man and woman. I, Sinner 1, promise to be true to you, Sinner 2, in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health. I will love you and honor you all the days of my life.” I took some…
With a catch in her voice, I knew what was going to pour out of her. Partly because I knew her husband and always felt he was pretty mean to her. All I have ever wanted is for someone to love me. Is there anything wrong with that? To love me. Not be nasty to…
