difficult times

Be still before the Lord and wait patiently for him . . .

the Lord loves the just and will not forsake his faithful ones.

Psalms 37:7&28

Every now and then it feels like the odds are anything but in my favor.  Unfortunately that is now.  I feel like I've got jabs coming at me from multiple directions and it's all I can do to make it home at the end of the day.  [Quite literally -- traffic has been horrendous this week, doubling my commute time] It's been a rough few days to say the least, [Don't worry, I'm finished whining.] but I am so thankful for my husband.  

At the end of long days that leave me feeling defeated, I get to walk in the door to be greeted by my best friend.  He goes out of his way to love me and take care of me, cleans the kitchen and gets dinner started while I sit in the parking lot the Holcomb Bridge becomes at five o'clock.  In the mornings he wakes up early to prepare my coffee and write me sweet notes.  He never opposes cuddling on the couch smooshed between the dogs and graciously lets me fall asleep on his lap in the midst of grading papers.  

There's no one else I'd rather come home to [shhhhh...don't tell Bridget!], and although fancy dinners and vacations are nice, this is what I like most about being married.  I have someone who's on my side all the time and loves me better than anyone when I need it most. 

Sometimes it's hard to understand what God's got in store, especially in the midst of trials.  His plans are unfathomably better than my own [being married to such an incredible man is a constant reminder of that].  I've been blessed more than I deserve and I'm especially thankful for my husband, who does all that he can to encourage me.  The Lord doesn't give us anything we can't handle, and since things seem to be getting more and more difficult, I couldn't be more thankful for him to bless me with Byron as my husband.