Today marks 6 years in the books for Team Bluhm. We both take up more inches in the world and we experience signifigantly less sleep, but we are savoring every minute of it. We’ve had some highs and lows but

we are here, we are holding on, and we are in this. Sitting on the 6th year marker I’m surrounded by a variety of friends, single, dating, married, or divorced. I’m learning as I go, doing my darnedest, but in my short years in marriage here is what we’ve picked up.

• Desiring your husband regardless of flaws and expectations not met is a big freakin’ deal. People change, including husbands, and rooting him on to be the man he was always destined to be can’t come in a box that can be mistaken for nagging. Celebrating his gifts is a better use of my energy. It is inevitable he’ll fail me and I will most certainly fail him, but my rection provides a platform to share what’s really stewing in my heart, whether it be selfishness, disappointment, or fear.
• Words are weighty. The wrong words can cut so deeply and take ages to heal. Verbal jabs to the jugular are off limits. They weaken our respect for each other and sabotage our bond. At the same time words are necessary. We don’t retreat in crisis, we talk. We talk our faces off to find resolution.
• Fighting for intimacy, unity, and love is pretty much an everyday thing. Love doesn’t just happen. Love is intentional, sacrificial, and makes room for each other. We are in a season where it’s not often we can sit down and stare at each other pouring out our heart for hours on end. Yet when we do, it’s bliss. I choose to delight in my man love him out of my reverence for the Lord. We are unified when we put down our swords and lock arms to lead the lives we were called to individually and together.

There are so many ordinary days but when they are strung together they make a lifetime. In the ordinary I’m finding the adventure and delight I always dreamed of. The best part is not going alone but racing side by side with a faithful companion.

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