Recently my husband and I celebrated our 13th wedding anniversary. How we thank God regularly for the blessing of our marriage, for the unity we share, for the life God has given us, for the adventure that continues to lie before us.
13 years. Feels like forever ago. We've been parents for almost 10 years. My husband has been a Master's student for two different periods, spending 8 of our 13 years in school either full-time or part-time. We've lived in 2 apartments and 2 different homes. We've lived in 2 states. We've owned a half dozen different vehicles. We've faced job hunts, unemployment, infertility and miscarriages, years of plenty and years of want.
What will the next 13 years hold? More children? Seeing our children grow up, graduate, move out? More moves? Job changes? Medical challenges?
Of course, nobody knows what the future holds. No more than we did when we were first courting in 1998, as in this picture. We had no idea what God would have in store for us.
But we commit before God and all witnesses that we will be together until death do us part. Our love grows stronger through each storm we pass through. Come what may, we will cling to one another and to our God, for His glory and our good.