And here we would have sat at Chili's, oneness connecting us; husband and wife, best friends, lovers, each others biggest fan.
But the One who restores had different plans, something far greater than I could have ever planned.
On May 15th, I got to watch my husband baptize our son.
When I realized the date the baptism would be, I knew what a great gift God was giving me. It was a day far better than I could have ever planned as I watched the Other Nut baptize our son. I was so proud of both of them. I stood amazed at the blessings God had given me; a husband, the spiritual leader of our home, a godly man that loves Jesus and his family, and a son that knows Jesus as his Savior.
I was thankful for this man that I call my husband, because of everything he is and everything we have walked through together. Our road hasn't always been easy, but I wouldn't want to walk it with anyone else. I still had all the same thoughts I envisioned myself having at Chili's; I just had them at a place far better than Chili's. I know we both stood amazed at the restoration that God brought to our lives. And I know we were both blown away at how we got to celebrate everything God had done for us as a couple, individually, and for our family. And God did all of this out something so ugly, painful, and destructive. He did something with our pile of ashes. He created beauty.
And we stood there, soaking it in that day, the day we watched our last child get baptized.
May 15th, a day of ashes turned into a day of beauty. I can't wait until next year, to celebrate this day again; for it is now forever a day to celebrate.