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the little things

I was going to bed, but thoughts about today wouldn’t go away until I got up and jotted them down. So here goes nothing…

I suppose you could call today a “date” day with my husband, but in all honesty, it seems everytime we go out feels like a date. It’s like a perpetual date with him. It doesn’t feel like marriage, but then again what is marriage “supposed” feel like anyway?

The main thought and point to this whole thing is this:

On the way to Beckley we were talking about all sorts of things, but what really got me was while sitting in Cook Out eating. I was reflecting and realized that he was going to be the big 40 in May and I was going to be 36 in July.  He and I have grown and been through much since we married in 2005 — I asked him one question, “Are you sure you want to grow old with me?” — and without hesitation he looked up at me and right in my eyes and said, “Yes. With a cane in one hand and you in the other.”

It was that moment that got me thinking.  That moment keeping me awake until I jotted this down … Nothing else in this world matters. Laundry, taking out the trash, mowing the grass, changing the oil; all the things that bug me or bother me. All the imperfections — none of it. What matters are the little things. The moments like that — the feeling I get when we hold hands and the world disappears. The looking into his eyes and knowing. All the laundry and dishes in the world can’t bring that joy and happiness.

It truly is the small things in this life that matter. I have learned and grown alot, but I find that I’m still learning and growing, each day, but I do however, like myself a lot better now than I did.  I truly believe that, that’s what this is about. The small things. Appreciating them and learning and growing from them. Who cares if the laundry isn’t done? Who cares if the dishes aren’t done? Is it nice to have someone help, yes. But does that really matter in the long run? Not really. 

I honestly don’t think all that stuff will bring joy and happiness into your life or marriage. Now, with that being said. Maybe I can lay back down and get some sleep. Good night and have blessed dreams.



I’m not that interesting so I’ll start with what I know, one of my favorite quotes, my favorite verse and one of my favorite books, The Book of James. I’m a lot like James I think. A little rough around the edges and say things how they are. Simple and straight forward. My favorite verse, 1 John 4:7 “Beloved, let us love one another: for love is of God; and every one that loveth is born of God, and knoweth God.” My favorite quote, “You must learn to walk to the edge of the light, and then take a few steps into the darkness; then the light will appear and show you the way before you.” Three things have been a reoccurrence in my life, three lesson’s I’m being taught over and over again: Faith, Hope & Love. This is what I know. God makes weak things strong. He's taken things I've been weak in or things I've needed to correct and he's helped me overcome them. He hasn’t taken the obstacle away, but he's given me strength to endure it and learn from it - to be tempered. For example, in order to create a strong sword what does the crafter do? He tempers it in fire. Over and over again until it becomes stronger and stronger. He has helped me realize that I am so much more than I could ever be. He sees me as something more than I would ever see myself. He knows me better than anyone and he knows what I can become if I just let him "craft" me into what I truly am and can be. This doesn't come over night at all but sometimes it's a long process, even longer for some. For me, I'm very stubborn. Very. It was like God asking me to jump off a cliff and just trust him. All the while I'm thinking, "yea right! Are you serious? Jump where I can't see and just trust?" - It hasn't been easy and I kept wondering, why does he still put up with me? Why does he still love and care about me? -- The answer was so simple. Because he loves me. Krystle. His daughter. Loves me as an individual person. Flaws imperfections, all of it. He loves me. As any loving parent would be with their children, no matter how many times they make mistakes. The parent is always there to pick them up and tell'em it is okay. Learn from it and try again. Because of love. - He gave his ONLY Son for Me. My testimony is this: I know God is real and I know he lives. I have seen his hand in my life many times. I know this is the true church of God and it is exactly where I need to be. From the time I first spoke with the missionaries, I felt something inside my heart that I’d never felt before. The deep, gaping wound was finally, finally closing and I could feel God filling it with love. I felt hope, for the first time in my life. There was hope. One of the hardest lessons was forgiving myself. I still have trouble letting go of some things. It took a long time for me to realize that, Christ died so I didn't have to keep beating myself up. It was his grace and mercy. All I have to do is love him and believe in him. Repent and be made whole. Just like the lady accused of adultery what did Christ tell her? "Woman, where art thou accusers"? Go and sin no more.” Once we repent, he remembers them no more. So why should we? Satan has always been the first one to accuse and point his finger. Why? Well, because he's a jerk.

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