Dear Husband… Thank You

 

 

Three years ago today, my life-long love asked me to be his 554791_10201789359032592_560735192_n.jpggirlfriend. When I think back to that day, I had absolutely no idea that I might be sitting here, three years later, his wife. I was so young. I am still so young. But I could not be more grateful that the Lord has allowed us to embark on this sweet journey as one. So today, my words are for him. They are a thank you for the last three years and more importantly the last few months. I hope that through whatever relationship you may enter or even whatever relationship you are already involved in, you have an immense amount to be thankful for. I could never thank my man–more importantly, I could never thank my Maker enough for giving me this marriage: the good, the bad, and the beautiful. 

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My sweet Husband,

This is the first time I have written directly to you on here, and I hope you don’t mind letting the world in on us a little more. My prayer is that this letter is one that many can pass along to their husbands, one that will let others in on sweet secrets we have discovered together, and above all one that will glorify our Maker through the marriage we have embarked upon together.

 

At the start of our relationship, I worried about a lot. I worried about it ending and the whole world knowing. I worried about committing to someone I knew would break my heart in half because I loved him so much already. I worried about what others would say about our commitment level (because I knew the direction I wanted to go in). Yet you calmed me; rather, Jesus calmed me, and He used you.

I think that’s the recurring theme in our relationship: Jesus did {insert cool thing here}, and He used you. That’s why I love you so much. Because you have been the one that Jesus has over and over used in my live to make me know Him better–more deeply. So here are a list of thank you’s. While they are written to you, I understand that you were not able to do any of this by your power alone. I realize that He did these things and allowed you and me to be part of the story. So thank you for being used. I love you because of that.

Thank you for growing up with me.

10488008_10202537908505861_7774141712368675518_nAt eighteen years old, I had no idea I was about to meet my husband. I never dreamed I might get so lucky so young. But together, we embarked on this journey anyways. I have eaten meal plans with you, gone to every midnight premier of Hunger Games with you; I have watched you work three jobs tirelessly to finish your degree, walk down the line, and start your first big kid job. You have watched me as a teenager. You have been patient with me as I struggled with all my many immature sins. You have walked with me as I have discovered my callings.

The best thing is that we aren’t even really grown up yet. We have so much left to go, and I could not be more excited to do it with you, my love. God knew what He was doing when He gave me you as a partner. I am ever grateful for your grace, your kindness, your understanding, and our mistakes together. We are learning, and I love you because of that.

Thank you for learning hard lessons with me at a very young age.

Along with all this growing up we are doing, we have learned some pretty hard lessons. We have lost relationships, we have endured conflict, and we have clung to one another all along the way, learning all the while that Jesus is who we are to cling to first. You helped me in many ways before we were married and lead me well since. It has been such a short time, but I know that the Lord has taught me so much more with you than I might be able to know on my own. I love you so much because of that.

Thank you for being poor with me.

Screen Shot 2017-01-19 at 2.47.24 PM.pngI know you love those ribs and that its really hard to give them up right now, but you’ve been a real trooper.

My love, there is no person in this world I would rather shop with at Aldi. There is no person I would rather explain finances to when I don’t really understand them myself. There is no one I would rather pay off student loans with. We have made our own fun over these last three years and especially these last few months. I will forever cherish the beginning of our life together. It may not be glamorous, but it sure is enjoyable. I love you during all of this.

Thank you for having patience when I forget to do things the way you like.

Man. You are so kind when it comes to my poor dish-rinsing abilities. There are about one-hundred ways I could be better, and while neither of us are perfect, you have had more patience with me than I can fathom. I love you so because of that.

Thank you even more for the “learning-how-to-do-things-together” moments.

We struggle sometimes. My very favorite marriage memories though are the ones that we learn, for the first time, how to do adult things: putting up a real Christmas tree, taking down the real Christmas tree because it apparently isn’t allowed in the apartment, getting a smoke alarm to turn off. There are so many moments that could have easily been nightmares, yet you turned them into joys. You’re fun. I love you because of that.

Thank you for loving me through all this learning.

I have made habits out of screwing up. Over and over again, I neglect to show you respect, love you in the way I should, and so many other things. I forget to encourage you when you are down, yet I expect you to build me back up when I am crumbling myself. Over and over again, you love me anyway. You have graciously cherished me as God sanctifies me. You have pointed out my wrong doings with compassion. I pray that I have been able to do the same for you. I love you with all of my heart because of that.

15027450_10207710620060417_5523295692430828169_nAnd finally, on this day, I recognize that I could tell you thank you for one hundred thousand things. I could say thank you for sweeping the floor any time you see a crumb. I could say thank you for watching my TV show with me when there is a game on you would rather enjoy. I could say thank you for sweeping my hair out of my face and choosing me daily and all the sweet things you do. But most of all, my love, I want to thank you for loving Jesus more than you love me. If it weren’t for Him, we would so much more easily see the flaws in one another. We would focus first on the others’ faults rather than our own.

We are here in this moment. We have so much further to go if He allows. We are going to keep being poor together and growing up together and learning hard lessons together. We are going to keep being sanctified and being patient with one another through it. Thank you that you are trusting Him through the story that has been written for us. Above everything else, my sweet husband, I love you because of Him.

 

 

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