Today was my hubby's birthday. I love him so much. I can't tell you how thankful I am for him. He's always been a good provider. He's a hard worker. (Those two things often go hand-in-hand.) He's got a good sense of humor. He's also great at opening jars and killing spiders and going downstairs in the middle of the night to investigate an out-of-place noise.
But wait...there's more....
He's a great Dad. We have four kids, all with different needs and speeds. Of course, neither of us are perfect parents, but we're committed to raising these guys for God's glory. Some of the things Dave is really great about regarding the kids are: buying the perfect birthday presents, teaching them computer stuff, reading to the older kids, taking the younger ones on outings, emphasizing how they should respect their mother, and consistent discipline.
He's an excellent husband. I have complete trust in him on multiple levels. He is committed to me. He understands when I just need to "express" versus needing a solution. He gives me time without the kiddos when I need it. He supports me in homeschooling. He makes me laugh. He encourages me. He loves me. (This list is not exhaustive.)
But he's even more than that.
He loves the Lord. He loves the Word. He makes a point to grow in wisdom and knowledge based on the truth of the Bible. And I don't mean just head knowledge, but the kind that changes you from the inside out.
I definitely married up.