Giving The Enemy Traction

An Eagle does not fight a snake when it is on the ground. It swoops down and picks the snake up and carries it up into the air. A snake has no stamina. Couple that with the fact that in the air the snake is disjumbled. Confused. It has no balance in the air. It is unable to get its bearings. It is weak. Vulnerable. Unlike when the snake is on the ground.

On land the snake is powerful, wise, and deadly. But when the Eagle swoops in? Lifts the snake up? Disorients him? Places him back down in another geographical area on the ground? The Eagle wins the battle. Don’t you find that ironic? Satan (the snake) is called “the prince of the power of the air” (Ephesians 2:2). And yet he is actually powerless in the air when fighting with the eagle (God). Satan is a master at deception.

One of the first things you learn in any kind of recovery is that you are powerless without the help of God. You also learn that you can’t beat addiction without changing your surroundings. That could mean your physical address. Or your friends. Or your work place. Or all of the above. Once clean you are constantly trying to beat addiction at its own game.

I like to think of addiction as a snake. It is cunning, deceptive, reclusive, combative when provoked, and often deadly. When in a full state of addiction your life is up in the air. Your future is up in the air. But if you can confuse the addiction by creating new surroundings? That’s when God can swoop in. Take over. Save you.

How often do we have a problem that we keep on the ground? We run it by our husband. Next we discuss it with a friend. We make a third phone call to a sister or mother. Before long the problem becomes a big drama fest. Anyone? We have played right into satans hand. Unknowingly we have given the enemy traction with our spoken grievances amongst one another.

What if we took all of our fears, disappointments, anger, and sadness to Him? Just stopped what we were doing. Right there in that moment. We confuse the enemy. He’s waiting to pounce. Instead we close our eyes and petition the Lord’s ear. We tell Him the problem. We allow God to swoop in and fight the battle for us. Think about all of the energy we would save! All the time not lost to petty worry. Petty complaining.

Take your battles to the air. To the heavens. Don’t even attempt to fight your battles on the ground. Take your petitions to Him. Let God be the Victor. He’s already paid the price for you. Why in the world would you put Him back up on that cross? Offer it up and let Him swoop in!

“For because he himself has suffered when tempted, he is able to help those who are being tempted.”-Hebrews 2:18


When Push Comes To Shove

We had just purchased our first home. A 1950 cottage with a ton of character, great moldings, high ceilings and oil heat. Our first born daughter was 22 months old. My husband had found a position with a brokerage firm in our town. “Back in the day” those positions were really competitive. It was a privilege to  interview much less land the job. The one catch? It was 100% commission. It was terrifying. However Robin wanted to trade stocks and bonds as a career. He was confidant that he would succeed. I trusted him and knew he would be successful. I went back to work while he grew his business.

One day, while we were both at work, our housekeeper thought it was too cold in our home. So I called and had oil delivered. When they came to deliver the oil Doris told the man to fill it up. The service man had left a hand written bill for $400. Equivalent to almost $800 today. I was in an absolute panic. I think our entire take home pay at that time was $1000. How would we be able to pay it? Let alone pay our mortgage, insurance, utilities, nursery school costs, groceries and our babysitter on my salary?

When push comes to shove who do you depend on? Who do you call first? Ask for help first? Do you panic? Or are you calm as you try to figure it out? 1 Peter 5:7 tells us to “Cast all of your anxiety on Him, because He cares for you.” I remember reading that as a young mother and thinking “that’s awesome but I need real help. Immediately. Like yesterday!”.


My mother called to talk to her grand-baby and to check in with us. She asked how we were. I told her about the oil bill. I explained how absolutely panicked I was. She said “Lillibet, you just need to trust that God will take care of it. ” Eyes roll from the first time, know it all, mother from my end of the call. She was right. Honestly as twenty something  year old I wanted to hear “That is terrible how can we help?” I didn’t really have time to pray about it nor did I want too. I just needed to be able to pay the debt for the oil.

How often do we push Jesus aside in order to try and resolve our own problems? How often do we call a friend or spouse to dialogue how to solve our problem? How’s that usually work out for us? (note Sarcasm). One of several things was happening in my oil scenario:

(1) God was trying to lovingly teach us how to problem solve
(2) God was trying to teach us about blind faith
(3) God was trying to teach us that we were not the solution to our own problems
(4) God was trying to show us that when He’s in control there is no place for fear
(5) God was saying “trust me”

If we approach problem solving from a biblical view the resolutions become pretty clear. If God says He will help us? He will! The very first place we should go to problem solve is our bible. If we are overwhelmed call a friend in Christ who is seasoned in prayer and scripture. Ask them to point you to areas of the bible to help you.

It doesn’t matter if we don’t trust ourselves. We have to trust Him. If we approach problem solving according to His biblical standards? Well, that’s a no brainer! The issue will be reconciled according to His will. And it may be hard. We may face backlash. It may be painful. But we can rest peacefully knowing that we can stand on God’s word.

If we bring our opinions into the solution there is room for chaos, distrust, gossip, accusations. When we use God’s word to problem solve we know that the solution is based on truth, His word, and it is infallible.

I wish I had a climatic ending to the story. I don’t. Honestly? I don’t even remember how we paid the bill. And I guess that’s the point. He paid ALL of our debts for us so that we wouldn’t have too.

“Dear brothers and sisters, when troubles come your way, consider it an
opportunity for great joy”-James 1:2


Current Mood

Do you have someone in your life who is incredibly moody? Bet you $100 you do. It’s frustrating. Maddening. Confusing. My guess is that you walk on egg shells around them? Or you just avoid them all together. Because usually being around someone like that is exhausting. First you want to help. Then when you are shot down your feelings are hurt. Some how they manage to illuminate their issues onto you.

The world tells us to confront. To engage. To argue. To discuss our feelings. But honestly? It’s not your problem. It is their problem. Galatians 5:22 tells us “But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, self-control”. As followers of Christ we are to act in a spirit of love towards others. We are to demonstrate joy and peace in our lives. We are to be patient and kind. We are to dwell in goodness, faithfulness, and gentleness. And, drum roll, self control.

We are not physically able to do all of the above on our own. And Jesus doesn’t expect us too. He came to fulfill the law. To die for our sins. To take those sins away. If we have the Holy Spirit living inside of us? That is the only way we can act in this manner. I take exception to self control however. This is not biblical, just my opinion, self control is a choice. We can choose not to be moody by exercising self control. God blessed us with the freedom of choice. To choose right from wrong using our God given free will.

We’ve all experienced, one time or another, a bad mood. Your children or spouse snap back in response to the tone you’ve set for your household “Why are you in such a bad mood?” You reply “I don’t know! I just am. I’m sorry.” Scripture abounds with examples of those whose mood and outlook were affected by their setting.

Saul, king of Israel, became inordinately depressed by the pressures of his office, yet often was incited to faith and optimism by the influence of music (1 Sam 16:23).

David could be inspired to great reverence by the influence of godly people such as Nathan. However he was thrown into a moral dilemma when he watched Bathsheba, from the roof of his palace, bathing
(2 Sam 7, 11:2-4).

Peter broke sharply with his bias toward Gentiles after his rooftop vision and missionary experiences. Yet he was drawn back into the same prejudice through the influence of less enlightened Christians (Acts 10; Gal 2:11-13).

These are all examples of our behavior. Our moods. They effected not only the sinner but those who surrounded them. Like us they all had a choice. I’m not sure when this big ole world decided that we no longer need accountability. But we have corporately decide that. Rarely, in any situation, do you hear anyone taking responsibility for their actions. Their choices.

I am a prime example. I was a gym addict for a decade. When my first symptoms started in my autoimmune disease I was in a lot of pain. Frankly, I should have kept going. I had used working out as a way to keep my head clear. But the pain was debilitating. This effected my self esteem and my mental status. I would snap at my kids and my husband. My moods were out of control because I felt so bad physically and mentally. I would always apologize BUT I would blame it on illness. I had no accountability. My family suffered the consequences of my decision not to choose self control over my emotions. I figured it out eventually. I made a choice to take my grievances to God and not my family. I’m by no means perfect. There are still days when I catch myself complaining.

Think about Jesus before He was sentenced to die. He knew He was going to be murdered. He knew some would betray Him. He knew people would mock Him. But He never complained. He cried out to His Abba Father! Before we cry out to our family and friends in distress make the choice to cry out to Jesus! He will understand your exact problem. It won’t ruin His day. He will let you vent without hurting feelings. He will most likely place an angel in your path to help with finding resolution!

“In everything gives thanks” -1 Thessalonians 5:18


He Gives Us New Life

Y’all! We made it! It’s March! Isn’t that the best news in the world? Woo Hoo! Daylight Savings Time, daffodils, crocus, tulips, bradford pear trees and Easter. Spring absolutely ignites my soul.

I know it’s not biblical but I love to decorate for  the Easter season. It’s like one great big coming out party. Debutante season for bunnies, robins eggs, seersucker and white jeans. Only better. It’s as if all of nature awakens in preparation to celebrate the Risen King! Grass is greener, days are warmer, dusk lingers.

God gave us such beauty in seasons. Forever carrying us from one stage of life to the next. Have you ever noticed that memories are attached to seasons? The most prolific events in my life are earmarked to a certain time of year and or season of life. Solomon penned it perfectly in Ecclesiastes 3:1-8:


“To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:

a time to be born,
and a time to die;

a time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted;

a time to kill, and a time to heal;

a time to break down, and a time to build up;

a time to weep, and a time to laugh;

a time to mourn, and a time to dance;

a time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together;

a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;

a time to seek, and a time to lose;

a time to keep, and a time to cast away;

a time to tear, and a time to sew;

a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;

a time to love, and a time to hate;

a time for war, and a time for peace.”

Spring is a time of rebirth. It is also the season of the vernal equinox. The vernal equinox is the time when the sun is directly over the equator. Sarah Quiring explains it this way “astronomically speaking, the equinox is the day on which the tilt of the Earth’s axis is neither away from nor towards the Sun, but completely parallel, resulting in a night and day length that are the same. “. This occurs the first Sunday after the first full moon after the vernal equinox. Historically right after Easter.

“So what, Elizabeth?!” Stay with me here. When Jesus was on that cross being crucified what position was the cross? Upright in the center of the three crosses. Jesus’ cross was the tallest. He was at 12 o’clock so to speak. What was directly above Him? The vernal equinox! Get out! How cool is God? The sun (God) of the universe was centering the Son of the universe. At that exact moment in  history Jesus Christ was the center of the world. Is that not the coolest thing ever?! Or does my mind just pick up the quirky? Both I think 😂.

And for all who will approach this post legalistically? Yep, I know, the vernal equinox is of pagan roots. Which only makes the crucifixion and resurrection that more precious. “As for you, you meant evil against me, but God meant it for good in order to bring about this present result, to preserve many people alive.“— Genesis 50:20

Seasons matter. God correlates seasons with events. He wants us to note our surroundings and our seasons. Biblically they have meaning. Spring is a big deal! Jesus Christ, who dwelt among us sinless, died for our sins. He gives us new life.

This Spring go all out. Celebrate, decorate, praise, confess and profess the resurrected King! He died for you. He was brutally tortured so that we may all have the opportunity at new life in Him.

If that doesn’t excite you? You probably don’t like baby chicks and bunnies either.

“It is by grace you have been saved”-Ephesians 2:5



His Splendor

Saturday my husband and I spent the afternoon at the farm. Two things never cease to amaze me: (1) my husbands zealous love of the land (2) God’s splendor. Which leads me to wonder does God cause that thirst in our souls for His creation? Is that quench a picture of how He wants us to long for Him?


I will tell you that the saltwater is something that my soul literally craves. I’ve been known, on more than one occasion, to drive the hour and fifteen minute trek down to the beach just to see the sunrise or sunset. If there are weeks at a time that we can’t pop down, even for the night, I feel a sense of longing. A kind of mourning.


I think this is how my husband feels about the farm. I love watching him walk the fields. Checking out animal tracks. Explaining the history of the old tobacco barns and corn cribs. Tell me stories of working the fields with his granddaddy as a little boy. Showing me where various farm hands lived throughout the generations. Verbally painting me the picture of the tenants eating daily lunch of tomatoes, chicken, biscuits, and tea at his grandmothers. His memories of riding shotgun with his granddaddy checking the crops. He’s transfixed in memories and affection. A sense of love and pride for that land.


Saturday we went down to the creek i.e. the swamp. On the banks, with spanish moss softly swaying in the cool breeze, we just listened. Listened to the trickle of the water. Listened to the wood ducks. And we watched. We saw a bobcat. At least a dozen deer. And the most spectacular sunset. No cars. No planes. No voices. Literally just the sounds of God’s creation. Complete and total peace. Hallowed ground.


God has created a spectacular world for us. The enemy has done a spectacular job of distracting us from it. Spectacular because he’s so very good at it. We believe the lie that we can’t miss out on our television shows, social media, sporting events or action packed filled vacations. We’ve stopped being still. We are “bored” with just being still.


I have to believe that God is presenting us with all of His splendor. Right here on earth. No matter how distracted the enemy keeps us God keeps calling us to Him. He is constant and consistent. The stars, the sky, the moon and the sun. Their beauty is unprecedented. Yet we don’t ever look up to the heavens. Ironically we constantly look down. At our phones. At people.


The enemy’s time is limited here on earth. God is the Alpha and the Omega. He has no beginning and no end. His majesty is forever. The things of this earth? They have a shelf life.  God is forever. His wonder and glory have no end.


This week look up! Thank Him for the promise of a new day. Thank Him for the beauty of the sky, the moon, the stars, the sun. Thank Him for loving us enough to shower us in His splendor.


“I am the Alpha and the Omega, the beginning and the end.  To the thirsty I will give from the spring of the water of life without payment.”-Revelation 21:6



Delight Yourself In The Lord

These are a few things that absolutely delight my soul: my husbands face, our daughters, my in-laws, our dogs, my friends, salt water, the sunrise and sunset, and flowers. All of these things, in the words of my mother, “warm the cockles of my heart”. These are truly joys in my life.


When my husband walks into the house at the end of the day I feel joy. Even if he’s had a rough day I feel everything is in order when he’s home. I’m at peace. Likewise if I’ve had a really busy day nothing makes me smile brighter than opening the back door to two tails wagging as they greet me. Waking up in the morning to coffee, the sunrise, quiet time and flowers on my kitchen table? Heaven on earth.


One of the first scriptures I ever memorized was Psalm 37:4-5 “Delight yourself in the LORD; And He will give you the desires of your heart. Commit your way to the LORD, Trust also in Him, and He will do it.” In my naivety, as a new believer, I thought that if I loved the Lord He would allow prosperity into my life which would make me happy.


Amazingly He has blessed us beyond measure. There was a season when it wasn’t enough. I still wasn’t happy. I wanted more. And I loved the Lord with all my heart and soul. But I loved the luxuries of this world more.


And then the stock market crashed. All of our marital identity, comfort and stability was hanging in the balance. Within a five year time span our little bubble of a world was rocked.


My mother became terminally ill and passed away. I was diagnosed with Lupus. Our oldest daughter left for college. Our youngest daughter came home from boarding school. My father became terminally ill. We pulled our youngest daughter out of college. Our oldest daughter was diagnosed with a systemic disease and had to move back home. My father came to live with us and passed away 13 days later.


I remember praying one morning “Lord, how did this happen?! Your word promises me the desires of my heart! Lord I can’t do this anymore!” In the still of that morning I heard the Holy Spirit whisper “I have given you the desires of your heart you just have to see them”.


Just as quickly as the chaos came the calm started to slowly return. It felt like it took years. God was sorting it out. There is still daily chaos. My perspective has changed though. I see Him first. And through Him I see the love and beauty that was poured into the creation of my husband, my children, our pets, the ocean, the sunrise, the sunset and the flowers. I see the care that He took in placing specific Godly women in my life. I see how sweet He was to put in-laws in my life who  love me as their own daughter. He chose all of these things for me! These are the desires of His heart for me.


We have to let God be God. We must remove ourselves from our throne. Take off  our  crowns. Recognize that the King of Kings is in charge. He loves us. He sees the bigger picture. Trust his faithfulness. Let Him wear the crown today. Let Him show you the true desires of your heart~the things that bring you inexplicable peace and joy.


“The steadfast love of the LORD never ceases; his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness.”-Lamentations 3:22-23



When The Storms Come

As I am writing this our neck of the woods is preparing for a stormy day. The schools announced last night that they would be dismissing early today. Many businesses downtown are closing early.


Living so close to the coast Eastern North Carolinians are well versed in early Spring storms. Tornados, hurricanes, floods of biblical proportions, and N’oreasters. For the most part life goes on as normal. Based on history people are usually well prepared.


I’m always amazed (and somewhat amused) by the people banging on the doors of the grocery store in the midst of a storm. We live in the rural farming coastal flatlands. Weather is a topic of discussion to everyone at some point in the day. It is second nature to keep a loaf of bread in the freezer and extra batteries, candles and bottled water on hand in a “prep kit”. Okay maybe we just do it because I’m married to an over achieving Eagle Scout. Storms are part of our landscape. Be prepared.


How about the storms in your life? Are you caught off guard? Do you panic? Or are you calmly prepared? When we aren’t grounded in Gods word? When we aren’t bonded in Godly friendships? When we are totally entrenched in the world? The storms come and we cry out “Lord, what in the world?! Where are you?”


When we are walking with God on a daily basis He prepares us for life’s storms. The storms are still going to come. With Jesus? The storms are easier to navigate.


One of my favorite Psalms is 89:8-9 “Lord God All-Powerful, there is no one like you. You are strong, Lord, and always faithful. You rule the stormy sea. You can calm its angry waves.” No matter how large my storm may be a great and mighty God is in charge. An all powerful Lord is there to calm my seas. Don’t you love that?!


The good news? Storms come in seasons. They don’t last forever. Some may blow through very quickly. Others may linger. But they all resolve. Some end with a peaceful calm. Others leave a path of destruction. If we are prepared with our prep kit ahead of the storm ? We just hang on and trust that He will guide us through. We have the absolute guarantee that God, forever faithful, will navigate for us.


“He reached down from heaven and rescued me. He drew me from deep waters”-Psalm 118:16


Monkey Business

For the past three weeks I have not watched television. Okay that’s not entirely true. I’ve watched Fixer Upper on HGTV on Tuesday nights. But that’s it. All weather and news updates I’ve read on the Internet.

What I’ve found is that my husband and I don’t miss it. We’ve been watching series and documentaries on Netflix and YouTube. We’ve been going to bed almost an hour earlier and reading a half hour longer. This revelation has prompted us to consider removing our cable all together.

A friend recently said “You still will see the same junk on Netflix that you see on cable”. Well, yes and no. What we have both found is that without watching TV you don’t channel surf. You consciously choose what you are going to watch. If it has nudity, sex, foul language you forward through it.

Twenty seven years ago (as a wedding gift) we received three porcelain Japanese monkeys. Each of the figurines represents the principal “see no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil”. The gift giver enclosed a card:  “see no evil, listen to no evil, and speak no evil . Your marriage will be prosperous and free of monkey business.” Pretty clever. Actually there is a considerable amount of wisdom in those words.

When we accept Jesus Christ as our Lord and Savior our slate is wiped clean. The bible tells us:

“Anyone who belongs to Christ has become a new person. The old life is gone; a new life has begun!”-2 Corinthians 5:17 

All of our “junk” is forgiven and forgotten. The garbage is disposed of. We are made brand new in His image. So, if we are all clean and shiny on the inside? Why in the world would we subject our eyes, ears, and mouth to the filth of the world?

Think about it another way. You total a brand new car. It’s your fault. Your Dad forgives you no questions asked. He then turns around and buys you another brand new car. You do not deserve it. You learned your lesson and you promise your dad to drive responsibly. And you do. However you don’t wash the car. It is filthy. But you haven’t wrecked it so you think you are doing just fine. Your Dad repeatedly asks you when you are going to clean the vehicle. “I will! Dad I promise! I’m doing great though, aren’t I? The car is dirty but No traffic violations”.

Jesus provides us with this remarkable gift of new life. He wants what we hear, see, say, and do to reflect all that He has bestowed us. It doesn’t matter that we are just following the “rules”. If we are still living in the muck we have missed the point. God calls us to live righteously.

After three weeks of clean watching? I have noticed more of the beauty in and around my home and neighborhood. I am acutely aware of not only my words and actions but those around me. My heart is lighter, brighter, and more optimistic. I feel renewed. Without all the noise and messiness of the day to day influences of life? I clearly see what He wants me to see. Strive to be who He wants me to be.

Paul puts it this way “Don’t copy the behavior and customs of this world, but let God transform you into a new person by changing the way you think. Then you will learn to know God’s will for you, which is good and pleasing and perfect.”-Romans 12:2

Turn the television off. Turn off the radio in your car. Read, study, pray, praise. It’s an amazing world He has given us!

“Fix your thoughts on what is true, and honorable, and right, and pure, and lovely, and admirable. Think about things that are excellent and worthy of praise.”-Philippians 4:8

Words Matter

In a culture where perverseness is second nature we often forget our tongues are powerful. It’s a sad but true fact.

If you grew up south of the Mason Dixon you most assuredly had a mother or grandmother who reminded you, on more than one occasion, that words matter. One of my mother’s favorite sayings was “you catch more flies with honey than vinegar”. Meaning that how you convey your words matters.

Simply do a google search “what does the bible say about our words?” and you will find more than a dozen scriptures. God wants us to understand that our words matter. Matthew 12:34 tells us “For out of the abundance of the heart the mouth speaks.” What we feel in our hearts is reflected off of our tongue.

I don’t know about you but I sometimes struggle with nice words. I consider myself an optimist. I also am a realist. The two traits combined often lead me to say exactly what I think. Not a good thing.

This past year our family had many a heated argument where hurtful words, unleashed in the moment, reflected our aching hearts. The problem with this is that you can’t take those words back.

Hurtful words may be a reflection of how you feel in that very moment. You may not feel that way in five years. Or even in five minutes. The person on the receiving end of those words?  They will likely not forget them. God calls us to speak carefully. Righteously.

“It is not what goes into the mouth that defiles a person, but what comes out of the mouth; this defiles a person.”-Matthew 15:11.

Words Matter.

The good news? Because Jesus Christ has forgiven so may we.

“A gentle tongue is a tree of life, but perverseness in it breaks the spirit.”-Proverbs 15:4


At Rest

My husband has every card I’ve ever given him. I mean every single one. Like since 1984. He also has saved every note our daughters have penned. They are neatly organized in his bedside table. I have a whole stack of love letters I saved from him during college. Other than that I’m just not emotionally attached to cards. Which is funny because I love words and my husband is a man of very few words.

I can, however, tell you about every piece of jewelry, china, silver, and artwork my husband has given me. I can recall when it was given and where. I can recollect that period of time as if it were capsuled just for me. Some pieces have strong emotions attached to them. Seasons of passion and seasons of pain. To me, that’s what makes them priceless. That’s what illustrates our story.

When we were dating we spent a lot of weekends on his family farm. Being a man of few words he loved to drive the fields and just observe. We would drive through soy bean, tobacco, and cotton fields in his grandfathers 1964 pickup truck. The floor boards on the passenger side were rusted. You could see the eastern North Carolina sandy soil beneath you. Tobacco leaves swishing up through the floor as we bumped along in that old three on the tree truck.

One of the things I love about my husband to this very day is that he taught me to be still. To observe. To watch. To appreciate the flatlands we live in. To see the story in the land. Architecture in tobacco barns. To take in the sunset in silence. To take notice of all the beauty that surrounds us. I believe that God used my husband to set the stage for me to be able to see Gods glory much later in our marriage. 

I wish I could articulate to our daughters just what love and marriage truly mean. Our daughters are at the age of being bridesmaids and attending the weddings of their friends. The beautiful dresses, gorgeous rings, and extravagant receptions. But do they truly comprehend what the joining of those two young people mean? If it was all meant to be perfect then we wouldn’t need Him.

I read the most fabulous quote recently by Lysa TerKeust “Most of us spend years chasing things in this world that we think will make us feel loved. But everything this world has to offer is temporary. Everything. The kind of love our souls crave is lasting, eternal. And only God can fill up our hearts with that kind of love.”

My husband gave me a beautiful oil painting of an old pickup truck for Valentines Day. The artist had entitled it “At Rest”. Few things have moved me like this painting. It reminds me of the farm, young love, and all the bumps in the road over the past 27 years of marriage. The epiphany that through it all we are finally at rest with one another. We no longer expect the other to fill that empty hole. We know, now, that only Jesus Christ can truly satisfy our souls. That our spouse was never intended to be our god. 

I love my husband more than words could ever adequately describe. He is my very best friend. My confidant. My partner. But he alone can not complete me. He compliments me. And hopefully our earthly love is a preparation for the eternal love that we have in Christ. 

“We love because he first loved us.”-1 John 4:19