the first year.

It's hard to believe that a year ago today, 

Jonny and I were just landing in Northern Ireland

to spend a couple nights in his hometown before leaving

on our two-week honeymoon to Crete.

...

It's hard to believe that tomorrow marks a year since the 

tornado in Joplin that claimed the lives of

160+ people just hours after our last wedding

guests had left town.

...

It's hard to believe I've been a Mrs. now for one entire year.

To sum it all up, I'm only certain of one thing, 

grace.

I, on my own, am not capable of loving Jonny whole-heartedly, 

showing him respect, or giving him honor. 

He, on his own, is not capable of fulfilling my needs, 

making me happy, or loving me well. 

It is all grace, given by God.

If it were up to our strength, this marriage would falter. 

Not because we don't actually love each other. 

(I love him to pieces, promise. 
And it's safe to say he has a thing for me, too)

But because we are sinners.

We fall short, miss the mark.

And sin is never so evidently clear than when it is put on display 

for a spouse that sees you at your weakest moments.

So today, 366 days into this marriage, 

I give thanks to the God who has brought us together, 

and who will sustain our marriage, 

and put us on display for the sake of his glorious name!