Love and Vegetables

What do vegetables have to do with love, you ask? Not much, but it made you curious to enough to read this post 🙂 No really….we’ve started a little home garden outside on our balcony and this week we are seeing glorious little flowers blossom and miniature vegetables like this starting to grow:



This is a little japanese cucumber! Isnt it cute?!

The process of gardening is very rewarding. It takes effort and care and the occasional spray to keep bugs from eating away at the leaves. But it’s so satisfying to see the work pay off.  Kind of like marriage. If you neglect it, it dies and bears no fruit (or veggies in our case). And if you don’t take certain protective measures, Satan will take advantage and eat away at your beautiful green leaves.

You know what I mean.

I love my husband and I love our marriage. I love him so much more today than I did 3 years ago (we’re approaching our 3rd anniversary in a few weeks). Sometimes I catch myself missing the dating period of our relationship (the fuzzy feelings and butterflies that come along with it, etc.). Seeing photos from that time still give me the same feeling…like this one:



This was taken at the PA Grand Canyon. Where I grew up, and where he spent most of his summers growing up (I always wonder if our paths ever crossed and we just didn’t know it). Gosh, he’s cute.

However, our relationship isn’t BASED on warm fuzzy feelings, which is why instead of fizzling out over time, it just grows stronger (only by the grace of God). Because without God, let me tell you, this man would drive me crazy. He would say the same thing, by the way. 🙂

It’s been my challenge in the past 3 months (since Gwen was born) to keep Ivor and marriage a priority. It’s so easy to just be in mom-mode 24/7 (because, well…I am a mom now, 24/7). But I am a wife first. And I believe with every fiber of my being that one of the best things I can do for my daughter, is to love her daddy. I want to model a strong, godly, lasting marriage for her. I want to gross her out by kissing him in front of her (she’ll appreciate it one day).

So, let me extend that same challenge to YOU too (those of you who are moms with husbands). Don’t neglect it. Water that marriage and keep Satan from eating  your leaves and killing your japanese cucumbers.

See how I brought it back there….?

I’ve only had one cup of coffee so you’ll have to excuse me.