While he was gone, I went into our bedroom and saw what Brandon had been doing before his dad called him.
There on the corner of our bed, sat Brandon's bible. As it laid open to the page he was reading, I stood there with thankfulness in my heart. I couldn't help but to thank Jesus Brandon and all that he is to me: best friend, husband, and spiritual leader of our home.
You married a great man. And he married a great woman!
ReplyDeleteLove it! Sounds like you got a good man!
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