Today I honor my husband.
One year ago today his decision changed everything.
As magnificent head of our home and pillar of strength, he pulled in.
He allowed it to happen. He allowed God to invade deeper truths.
We took time. Weeks and weeks of study and prayer and growth.
Sometimes painful and always holy.
He focused, and shut off the outside world – all the voices that mislead.
We chose inspired voices deliberately.
Parker Palmer. Pete Scazerro. Eugene Petersen. Rick Warren. Brennan Manning. Many others.
Mostly God.
Through that time, we released and we cleaved.
Everyday still we purpose to release and be cleaved
Through God.
I am humbled by my husband’s strength, his honesty and his bravery.
He leads this complicated and crazy family with love and truth.
Last Christmas we were still a bit dizzy from the new transformation taking place in our life; we couldn’t see past the moment (because we never really can).
This Christmas we have lived a deeper walk of obedience that is thrillingly transforming. And most certainly, we would not have been ready to face this year of twists, turns, shocks and ills without this practice of putting on the armor that walking with God provides. As one.
Seeing life as the exciting unknown… in the more-real trust and commitment.
Our hearts have cleaved more intricately through that releasing.
It’s fascinatingly simple holy truth.
I am on my knees in humble gratitude for what I don’t deserve.
He leads with new truth underneath everything.
Supernatural – like crazy.
