Eighteen years ago…

Eighteen years ago we said “I do,” as we promised to love, honor and cherish til death do us part. To love each other in spite of. My husband has seen the absolute worst of me (and in me) and still he comes home for supper. He has forgiven me over and over and over again. He supports me and spoils me and keeps me up to date in all things technological. He’s a great Daddy and works hard to provide for us. He’s my biggest fan and my best friend. He’s a good man, a godly man who loves the Lord Jesus.
And I love him more today than ever.

Author: Lisa Spence

Wife, mother, Bible teacher, bibliophile, occasional blogger

21 thoughts on “Eighteen”

  1. Congratulations! As Martin Luther says, "Let the wife make the husband glad to come home, and let him make her sorry to see him leave. "We've been married 30 years and I can honestly say that that is true of us. I'm glad it is true of you two, as well.

  2. It seems like it was just yesterday – I had on 4" heels and realized far too late that I was running around entirely too much for those (I'm sure they looked good, though).Congratulations! You're a wonderful couple where the sum is better than the pieceparts (and I really like the pieceparts).

  3. The godly ones make all the difference! Congratulations! I hope you got to spend some time together without the boys and enjoy the oneness of marriage! There's nothing like uninterrupted conversation. :)May the Lord bless you in the next upcoming 18!

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