I want to start out by apologizing that this is being written the night I won’t have time for sleep. I would prefer for it to be my best, but I would rather write something than nothing at all. So, without further ado (or rambling,) I would like to say how elated I am that we are getting married in exactly 100 days. I can’t wait to have the privilege of living with my very best friend, most steadfast fan, and love that sees my attributes like no one else in the world does. Thank you in a way that these tired words can’t describe for being so patient with my not-so-flattering anxious tendencies. Thanks for driving back and forth to my house when I could have driven, working the most undesirable shift to save up money, and saving your whole self for me. Christ will always first and foremost have my heart, but I couldn’t thank Him enough for letting you be the next in line.
The God of the universe - the Creator of nitrogen and pine needles, galaxies and e-minor, loves us with a radical, unconditional, self-sacrificing, love. And what is our typical response? We go to church, sing songs, and try not to cuss.