We had a really good date night last night with Danielle and Randy, too-expensive good Turkish food followed by slowdown, quality time spent with you in my arms. And I love these nights and I miss them. We need to commit more to us and I think we're taking the right steps to do that. I know there will be even more of an adjustment after we're married, but I know that God has a long reach and His hand is on our hearts--binding them together.
I want you to know that even when there is fear in this, when the prospect of life together looms large, that I feel the presence and peace of God on our love and as He makes this love more perfect that it will cast out all fear. You are my beloved and my blessing, a gift and a girl who makes my heart jump and smile like no other. I look at you, whether in ridiculously hot red dresses or worn sweat pants and know that there is no one else I'd rather be on this journey with, no one else I'd rather share my life with. You are mine and I love you.
I want you to know that even amidst the tears and the arguments we have that no part of my soul ever aches to be anywhere else. If I didn't think we were worth it, it wouldn't be worth fighting for. And if I didn't think you were meant to be my wife, I wouldn't be willing to lay down my life for yours in loving service to you. I am your protector and your hero, the man who will walk in front of you into our battles and by your side, hand wrapped around yours into yours. We will struggle. We will fall down. And I will love you through it all, always rising after the storms and pulling you up with me. My life for your life, my love for your love, my heart for your heart. I will smile for lifetimes having you in my arms.
