As a teenager I had always dreamed of marrying a brown eyed preacher boy. 

Those were my qualifications of my future spouse.
Now I see the blessings that come with marrying a man that is willing to lead in God’s wisdom, one that is quick to forgive and grant grace and one that nurtures his children in love.
I didn’t know to ask for those things at that time. But God’s grace was abundant. He was answering far beyond my prayers when he gave me the desire of my teenage heart. 
On our thirteenth wedding anniversary I am reminded and so grateful that Jesus is directing His children’s steps and that He’s working it all out for good, every step of the way–even when we’re oblivious.