Love Deeply, Live Lightly. : The Luckiest

Last week Ray and I celebrated 5 years of life in love.

My memory is not the best. The start of our relationship, the details of dates and conversations, the many life changes we encountered before our wedding day - I'm pretty fuzzy on the details.

But falling in love with him - I remember that perfectly.

I remember watching him teach a group of orphaned boys to throw and catch a football. I remember listening to him preach the good news to children at a school in the middle of Kenya's largest slum. I remember him rolling around on the grass with toddlers at a home for abandoned babies - many of whom were HIV positive. I remember a little boy named Marvin who was attached to him and thought he was hilarious. I remember thinking, "wow, there are men out there who love Christ with a deep passion," "man, he's really attractive," and "I bet he's going to be a great father one day."

I remember praying (well, kind of begging) as I walked down the streets, watching him play with children, "God, please let me marry him. Oh, please let us choose one another. PA.LEASE!"

It's 5 years later.

God graciously authored the introduction to our love story on the streets of Kenya.

And - all the musings a I had back then are still true today.

Ray is a man, who though imperfect, loves his Lord with a deep passion and unending hunger.

Ray is attractive on so many different levels - we won't go there.

Ray is a precious, patient, fun, loving, loyal, beautiful father.