When I met you in the forth grade, I didn’t love you yet.
When I saw you growing up, I didn’t love you yet.
When you returned from winter break our senior year, I didn’t love you yet.
But this didn’t last very long.
When you lead me to a saving faith on a Wednesday night, I loved you then.
But I didn’t know what love was yet.
All I knew was how I cared for you, like I have never cared for anyone else.
I remember, when all of our friends saying “You two are totally going to get married one day.”
I also remember thinking that as shocking as that felt at 18, inside I knew that wasn’t too far fetched.
I think it’s safe to say, they called it. But I don’t think it was such a hard thing to see.
I remember people asking me “Why don’t you and Matt date?” With my grown up response of “We’re too good of friends to date. I don’t want to screw it up.”
And well, I think we were both right.
I am so thankful you had the courage to follow Christ.
You asked me to marry you without ever dating me. You left behind the worlds advice.
You held me high and respected me.
You have always been a man with high integrity, honor and love.
Thank you for putting Christ before me.
After all, it’s the best way to truly love with your whole self.
After 11 years of wedded bliss I still think
I am thankful for the perspective you lend to me, when I can’t see.
I am thankful for the kindness you extend, when I am hurting.
I am thankful for your amazing kid ninja skills, when I am exhausted.
I am thankful you encourage me to dream, when I doubt myself.
I pray that the Lord will grant us MANY more years to live and laugh together.
To LOVE more than we ever thought possible.
To KISS as often as we like.
To LAUGH until our sides hurt.
and most importantly
To point others [and each other] to CHRIST.
Photography by Hailey Erickson