Kim


Bethany:

            It was always nearly impossible for me to spell the word desert. Because it sounded way to much like dessert. And it didn't compute that the only difference between something all sugary and something all dry and barren... Was ONE LETTER. One tiny s changed the whole situation. 
            But the thing is that when God gives us a desert, he is bringing a dessert. He doesn't waste our Father and he gives us sweet things. He uses the dry and the icky and the gross to heal us in an unfathomable way. 
            Anyways :) have a lovely day ladies and be blessed. 
            And know that God's sweetest gift can be the desert we are in :) 


Carol:
               Some of the ladies we've met have seen complete change -- some have jobs, moms have gotten kids back from the foster care system, and some are getting married!

Kim:
            I never thought I would be here. White dress and flowers in my hair. I never thought I would wear this smile like a symbol. I never thought that anyone would want to be My Everything Forever. I just didn't. The bitterness that seeped out of me was toxic at best and I wouldn't let anyone get close enough to even see that.
            But here you are. Six feet and red hair. Ready to fight dragons with me, and raise my son like your own. You wield your knowledge of the scriptures like a sword and you are an amazing Father, Friend and Brother.
            I want to know the Jesus that you know. I love you and the flaws that you have. But more than that, I am thankful that this happened while I was falling in love with you. From what I understand, marriage is a partnership. Going forth serving God TOGETHER. Passionately chasing the will of our Father for our little Family. Let's go into this marriage with that as a goal. Passionate chasing after the heart of our Father. Declaring that a “chord of 3 strands isn't easily broken” (Ecclesiastes 4:12) and that God, you and I are going to keep going with this life thing.
            Thank you, Darling, for loving me.

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