7 on the 7th

Yesterday was our 7th anniversary.  Seven whole years. It's hard to remember what life was like before Adam, yet it feels like our wedding was yesterday.  We were babies when we got married- 22 and 23- and I'm amazed looking back at the Lord's sovereignty in pulling us together.  I didn't know myself at all, much less what I needed in a husband (or what I needed to be as a wife). Now, a whole seven years later, I could not imagine myself with anyone else. This man has taught me how to forgive, how to serve, how to laugh (oh, how I needed this), how to trust, how to really love. A gentle leader, always seeking restoration in the middle of conflict, he is just what I need to be reminded of Jesus daily. He's quick to use those dimples and throw out a joke when things get too serious (which I'm often guilty of causing).  Nothing can put me at ease like that dimple-cornered smile.

After our dinner date last night I asked Adam what he treasured most about the last seven years.  He said that he felt the most known when he was with me, which was exactly what my answer would have been.  There is something amazing and gospel-reflecting about being fully known and fully loved.

Now for a little jaunt down memory lane...