I was through with guys for quite some time, at least I thought so. Little did I know the man of my dreams, the man that I never thought I could get, would come along during a deep valley in my life and literally sweep me off me feet. No, he did not buy me a huge diamond. I don’t drive an SUV. I don’t get the latest fashions or live in a condo on the beach. Instead, I had a man pursue me with all that was in him. He never gave up on trying to win my heart. And he succeeded. Today, I live a home where I am loved and even adored. This love and admiration I know I do not deserve, yet Terry looks past my faults and sees the good. He is a wonderful picture of Christ. Christ loved me in spite of my faults. Christ loved me so much that He gave me a home in heaven someday, and a home that is heaven on Earth today. Terry is the reason for my heavenly abode!
I have a husband who is honest with me about myself. Yes, this sometimes hurts. But sometimes, love hurts. He is loving. He is thoughtful. He is hard working. He is wise beyond his years. He is faithful to the Lord first, to me second, our kids third, his parents fourth and to our church family fifth. He has his priorities in order. He fixes brakes for our church people for free. He takes me on dates to the Olive Garden!! (YES!) He takes the kids fishing. He cleans my Mom’s gutters. He works on her car, in the hot sun. He bathes the kids when I am running late, or just to give me a break. He babysits our church kids so the ladies can attend our ladies fellowships or the Bible Study.
Terry doesn’t go out and shake hands with the Mayor or the Chief of Police. He isn’t trying to get in good with big name preachers. He isn’t wanting a full page story in the newspaper. He is content with serving, working and loving behind the scenes.
Someday, I’ll tell you all just how wonderful he is. I’ll tell you how we met at 14 and couldn’t stand each other!! I’ll tell you about how his life took a detour from the Lord, and how the Lord righted his vessel. I’ll tell you how he finally convinced me, and my Dad, to give him a chance. I’ll tell you how he’s weathered betrayal, disappointment, and even threats on his life for the cause of Christ. For now, I’ll just tell you that I am so unworthy to be loved by such a wonderful man. He often tells me how he “married above himself in the caste system”. The truth is, I’m the pauper in this relationship. I’m the beggar who married a prince.
Happy birthday, Terry.
I love you.