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Today Betsy and I celebrate 21 years of marriage!
It sounds like a long time, but it’s only 1095 weeks. That’s just enough time for my life to have been irrevocably changed for the better, and just enough time to know that we’ve only scratched the surface.
Betsy, I cannot wait to see what the next 1095 weeks are going to bring us!
I love you more and more with each passing day!
Twenty-six years ago today, Betsy and I went on our first date. My life has been immeasurably better because she has walked alongside me for all these years.
And, yes, 26 years later she is still the only one who makes my heart go pitter-pat like no one else!
I love you, Betsy… the only one who stole my heart away!
My Dearest Betsy,
Twenty-six years ago I began a relationship with my first girlfriend. Twenty years ago today I married my first and only girlfriend. Today I am more in love with you than I ever thought would be possible!
You are my best friend, my confidant, my favorite playmate, and still the only woman I’ve ever had eyes for.
Solomon wrote:
He who finds a wife finds what is good and receives favor from the LORD.
I’m so grateful that Solomon’s words have been a massive understatement for me. Being married to you has been so beyond good, and God’s favor has saturated my life.
So here’s to the next 20 years… I can hardly wait to see all that God has in store for us. And having you right by my side to share this adventure makes it all the more fulfilling.
I love you, my bride!
Have you ever just sat around a glowing campfire with your friends? During those times I’ll bet that some cool conversations took place.
Last night in Impact we had a great campfire time. We didn’t light any wood on fire. Actually our worship time was really passionate and intimate, so the Holy Spirit lit a fire for us. Then instead of our usual setting with all our chairs facing the speaker on the platform, I asked everyone to turn their chairs into a big circle.
To wrap up our Be You series, my favorite guest shared. (Hint: she’s my first and only girlfriend.) We heard a great reminder that it’s our job to prepare ourselves to be ready to walk through the doors that God opens for us. Betsy reminded us that God isn’t going to open a door that we’re not yet ready to walk through. So we study, and pray, and prepare, and get degrees, and take classes, and stay ready. Then when God says, “Go,” we can say “Yes!”
I loved our campfire last night, and I’m definitely looking forward to more times like this.
I love to spend time with Betsy. Even if I just have a quick jaunt to Meijer for some milk and eggs, I want her to come along with me. Or an appointment I had that was an hour away, I was grateful that her schedule was freed up so we could be together. Today we had a looong, important but unexciting meeting; just being there together made it bearable.
I love the inside jokes, the “look” that speak volumes, the “squeeze” that tells me when I’m supposed to speak up (or keep quiet), the “smile” that’s so meaningful.
I truly believe that love is spelled T-I-M-E.
Are you spending enough of this precious commodity with those closest to you? Are you hangin’ with those you love? If not, try it, and just wait to see what happens!
When I was a kid we would often sing a hymn at church that had this chorus —
Count your blessings, name them one by one
Count your blessings, see what God hath done
Count your blessings, name them one by one
Count your many blessings, see what God hath done
Today is the 6,940th day I am counting the many blessings of being married to my best friend. Everyday I am blessed that Betsy said yes!
King Solomon wrote, “The man who finds a wife finds a treasure, and he receives favor from the LORD.” My life has certainly been full of treasured moments and crowned with God’s favor these past 6,940 days because I found a good wife.
Babycakes, here’s to the next 6,940 days… it’s going to be even better!
Betsy has no summer school today so we’re just chillin’ around the house. This is also one of the rare weekends that I’m not speaking anywhere. To celebrate the start of a long, lazy weekend, I thought I’d post some random thoughts about me.
Here goes…
There you go… a whole bunch of stuff you probably never knew or even cared to know! Have a great weekend!
I keep urging my wife to start a blog of her own because she has some wonderful insights (yeah, yeah, I know I’m biased!). She wrote a note on her Facebook page this morning that’s just too good not to pass along to everyone…
Okay so let’s begin.
Last night Craig was speaking at a church for the purpose of evaluating whether or not it would be a good fit for us to pastor. So, just before the service began I ran to the ladies room. It was occupied and I had to wait quite awhile until it was available. By that time, service had already begun. I naturally hurried to get back into service.
Upon entering the sanctuary, Craig was in the middle of praying. I didn’t want to walk up front while he was praying, so I remained in the back until he was finished. I then very gracefully proceeded to the front pew to take my seat.
As is my natural custom, before sitting down, I always smooth out the back of my skirt to avoid unnecessary wrinkles. Upon doing this, I discovered that my skirt was ever so daintily tucked inside my underwear. Yes, it’s true.
My first response was embarrassment, then total mortification, then complete laughter. I was silently laughing for several moments in the front pew. Craig finally leaned over to ask me what was going on. I told him about the situation and said, “It’s a sign, this can’t be the right place.”
I really don’t know if anyone saw or not, I’m guessing someone did. Thankfully there were no comments to me.
So… I’m telling you, if you want to create a memorable impression this is one way to do it — however, I don’t recommend it.
What do you think? Good first impression? Was this indeed a “sign” for us? And, more importantly, don’t you think Betsy ought to start blogging?
She still steals my heart away!
Twenty-four years today, December 2, 1984, my heart was stolen. December 2 marks the anniversary of the first date Betsy and I went on. She is the only girlfriend I have ever had, she is my best friend, she is my favorite playmate, and she has made me into the man I am today. Our first and favorite love song sums up the way we feel about each other: “There could only be you for me… the only one who stole my heart away.”
Betsy, you still steal my heart away every day. I’m looking forward to the next 24 years with my favorite girlfriend!
