Hero #3

Ok, so this one is a given... my husband...aka "The Dad" is my hero #3. BTW, these heroes aren't in any order... :)

Are you surprised? That my hero would be my husband-- goes without saying. I try to imagine my life without him and I just ... can't! God has given us many dear children who I know would take care of me so sweetly if I didn't have my sweet husband, but I do NOT want to think about that. So, I will treasure each and every second I have with him and thank the most wonderful God in heaven that he saw fit to bless me in my ignorance with the man of my dreams.

I've been re-reading Created to be His Help Meet lately and I was choked up to read the inscription that my husband wrote in it... he wrote that when gave me the book it wasn't because I needed it, but because he found me within it's pages. A friend had lent me the book to read and I got to read about half of it before my husband took it over and read the whole thing before I could, he then got the book for my very own on my birthday! I highly recommend the book first of all. Secondly, by reading it I feel like I fall so short it what I am doing here on this earth as a Help Meet.

But, back to why my husband is my hero. I grew up in an awful home. My foster parents fought all the time and it was not good. I used to wonder how in the world I would find a husband who I could trust and love having never seen such things myself! Then the Lord saved me. Took me out of that miry pit and just saved me. Simple as that. Plopped me down into a home full of love (Bro. Jim and Sis. Paula Smith's house!) and gave me 2 1/2 years there to watch and learn how to be a mommy and wife. Then came my Craig. We were so young! I'm sure the brethren quaked in their proverbial boots to think we were getting married! But somehow, we loved each other. More importantly somehow Craig loved me! I totally gave my heart to him...just threw in all my cards. I trusted God that He had brought me this young man and I knew that he would love me all my life. I had watched him for a while you see. I had watched how he was in visits; in church, how he loved the Lord. How he loved his Momma and his Dad. How he loved his family; his brothers and sisters. He was gentle, he was kind. He had a lot to learn! But we learned together! It's amazing when I think of all the years we have been given together. He is still my knight in shining armor. That armor has not dulled a bit... only gotten shinier in my eyes.

I admire him so much! He loves the Lord with all his heart and his integrity amazes me. And I get to be his help meet. I think, what in the world am I doing? Do I meet his needs? Do I love him the way he loves me? Cares for me... truly? Will I do him good and not evil all the days of my life? Have I already done so in the time I have been given? Hard questions... it's easy to say yes to them. But when life is happening, when I'm not sitting here at my computer writing this post, but out there in the trenches...do I truly do him good? Do I give him reason to have his heart safely trusting in me? My hero sure deserves all of that and more. I'd better go and get busy being a help meet to the man God has given me!