We’re moving.  “But I thought you had moved already?” you might ask.  We have.  And we’ve put a lot of sweat and effort into this new house.  The thing no one ever really thinks about, is you have to move out of your old place.  You have to clean it up.  So, with that said, we’re still ‘moving’.

I’ve been so excited to get into this house.  Maybe too excited.  I have not, until today, taken a second to look backwards.  That little one bedroom, one bath apartment was our 1st home.  That is where we went on our wedding night, it’s where we’ve sat together, countless nights (Ok. they’re not countless, they’re very countable actually) watching T.V. or just talking to each other.  Heck, not to be too graphic, but that’s where we made a baby…  That’s where I got to know my wife. That’s where we found out she was pregnant together… That’s where we freaked out together… That’s where we dreamed together.

Today, I returned to the apartment to do some finishing touches, including painting over somethings Andrea had painted on the wall.  As I took that paint brush and ran it over the painting it hit me.

Everything hit me.  All at once.  Not just moving, but everything.  10 months ago, we started an adventure together.  Life.  Where we would go, we had no clue. (We even spoke of up and moving to Oregon at one point)  We moved into a one bedroom apartment that allotted us NO personal space.  We learned about each other.  We argued with each other(and when we argued, we had to work it out.. I couldn’t go anywhere and hide.)  We prayed with each other.  We grew to love each other more.  She became a wife, and I became a husband.  We created a life together, and we created a life together.  (I wrote that twice on purpose…. )

Now, She’s going to be a mom and I’m going to be a dad.  We’re going to be parents together.  She probably has a better connection with the reality of it.  The truth is.  I didn’t fully and probably… still don’t.    But it’s all starting to sink in.  In 6 weeks and 6 days, we will start another part of life together.  With someone else.  Someone who poops and cries a lot.  And the weird thing… I’m excited.

Why am I excited?  Well, because we’re gonna have a beautiful child.

Also though, because, we’re gonna be together.

God,

Thank You for waking me up.  I love everything You do for us.  I love You Lord.  Today I pray for patience.  Not just for me, but for the world.  I know times are tough, and I pray that today, You can just give us light hearts and help us take today in stride.  Lord, I pray for my temper.  I pray that you can help me overcome the small things that set me off.

God, I’m not a whole lot without You.  I know sometimes I try to play you up, or leave you out, but Lord, I pray that today, I can’t do that.  I pray that today I am reminded that I need You to breathe.  I pray that I am reminded that I need you keep my job.  I pray I am reminded that I need you to keep my anything.   Lord thank You for everything you’ve carried me through.  Thank you for loving me when I couldn’t love myself.  Thank You for seeking me out.  Thank you for accepting me.

Lord, please just look over my family, my wife and my child.  God, please just show them love.  Show them you’re here.  And protect them from the craziness of this world.  Your love is unexplainable, and more than enough for me!  I love you God..

This morning I was walking in to the kitchen to get something before I left for work.  Right as you are entering our kitchen, there is a piece of wood hanging on your left, that has my vows to Andrea  burnt into it.  This morning I stopped, and read them.  To be honest, I haven’t really thought about them since our wedding.  I don’t know if that’s common or if I’m hanging my self out to be the worlds worst husband here, but this morning it hit me hard.  I was overcome with a sense of love.  I was overcome with a sense of reality.  I was overcome with everything.  Every word I read, I realized more and more how much I love my wife.

The vows I wrote don’t express my love for her, and I don’t think words can.  I pray every night that I am able to be half the man that she deserves.  If you don’t know my wife, A) you’re missing out.  B) you should know that she is a woman that has lived an amazing life, and has a passion for people that you can’t even imagine.  This weekend I had a chance to hear her share her passions with some people, and I was amazed.  I fall in love with her more and more every day.  Every morning I wake up and thank God for another day with her.  I truly am the luckiest man on the face of the earth.  This morning it hit me, those vows weren’t just wedding vows.  They were life vows.  They are the promises I made that I am going to live by every day for the rest of my life.

All this to say, Andrea, if you’re reading this, I love you.

I am taking a lot of things in right now. I’m not incredibly smart, so it takes me a while to process my thoughts. There are tons of things brewing in my head, but as of right now, I’ve got nothing, so I’m not going to try and force anything out here.

I can say that yesterday was pretty great considering. I got to lay around with my wife all day, (Minus Church and lunch) and just relax. And.. The Falcons are going to the playoffs! That’s a pretty awesome thing.

Yesterday was a day, when I looked at my wife, and fell in love even more. Man. I am a lucky person. The fact that I can wake up, and be MORE in love seemed impossible, yet it happens. Whats a good blog to read today? Leave it in the comments, and I’ll go check it out.

I was going to try to come up with all sorts of spiritual reasons, I was going to try to be really smart. But, here’s the real. I am going to start working out and eating healthier. Yesterday, I watched a woman say goodbye to her husband. Yesterday, I realized, I do not want that to happen. I don’t want Andrea to have to endure that. I know I can’t control everything, and Got ultimately will have to decide that but, I do know that I can do everything in my power to avoid that. Step one, healthy diet, step two, exercise.

I know, it sounds tough, but I think I can do it. I don’t really have a “target” weight loss, I just have a target. Lose this fat gut. Look good in medium shirts again, and not get winded walking up stairs. God has given me all sorts of blessings. In a way, I feel like I am taking them for granted. That’s just silly. He has let me live through everything, and I treat my body like a junk(food)yard. It’s just not smart.

So. Starting today, I am eating right. That doesn’t mean diet, it is just a lifestyle change, and I am going to exercise. If it starts as 15 on a treadmill… so be it. I will improve, and in a year, I’ll be a healthy married man.

**pause** **Think**

What is God doing to me!? I’ll blog on that later!