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Teach me some melodious sonet, sung by flaming tongues above!




I recently attended an old friend's wedding. How cool to watch her experience the dreams of the childhood we shared: truly, like a disney princess!

I had a pretty discouraging day today. My husband and I are deeply seeking God's will for the direction of our family, specifically in regards to our business. As I laid my head in my hands against my desk, the tune playing on my laptop was an old hymn, " Teach me some melodious sonet, sung by flaming tongues above..." That's right where my heart was. I had been praying for some sort of encouragement, something to lift me and direct me. Then my mind wandered to that wedding... and then back to my wedding. These are a couple of my favorite pictures of my husband and I on that day... do you see the "melodious sonet" in our hearts that day?

Here's the "melodious sonet" God sent me for today: My husband and I are still deeply in love! We have been through so much in the last 5 years... horrible deaths in the family, the joy of the birth of our first two children, buying a business, moving, demo and remodeling a house, and so much more. We've experienced SO much life, in such a short time. This is the stage of life when most couples start to become distant- just side-by-side like rail road tracks. But through God's grace, and lots of hard work, Josh and I are still madly in love! ...there's my melodious sonet. Praise God from whom all blessings flow!

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  1. I love reading your blog...it's always so encouraging!

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  2. That means a lot... usually when I sit down to write life feels really heavy, and by the time I hit "post", God has sent some sort of encouragement my way. Not necessarily answers, but encouragement to keep me trekking. I appreciate your comments along the way- it's always nice knowing I'm sharing this season of life with somebody like you :)

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