Saturday, February 9, 2008

The Big 4-0

On the 28th of February, Paul Sheridan will be 40 years old. He calls himself the blessing in disguise. I call him my prince charming. He was born in a leap year. He missed it by one day. He says that he would have been unstoppable had he been born on the 29th. I can't say I've seen anything hold him back.

He has accomplished quite a bit in his forty years. Studying in London, spreading God's word in the Phillipines, and graduating from the Culinary Institute of America are among some of his proudest accomplishments. He has been featured in magazines, won numerous cooking awards, cooked for world renown leaders and famous people. He's been pretty busy these past 40 years. But of all he has done and all he has accomplished, I am most proud of the daddy that he is to Maddy and Hunter.

When the day is done and I lay my head on my pillow at night, I thank God for the husband that he is. I have been blessed to share the last 16 years of my life with him. It has been my honor to grow with him through the ups and downs of life. He has honored our vows in sickness and in health. Our love is standing the test of time. He is my best friend, my partner. He is God's perfect provision for me. I wanted to kick him when I was ten, and he was pulling my hair in Kid's Club. I drove him crazy in high school. I fell in love with him in college. I'm spending my life with him forever. Looks like we made it, look how far we've come my baby...I look forward to the next 40 years together. Growing old is gonna be fun...because you'll be there to make me smile. Thanks for sharing your life with me. Happy Birthday, Baby! All my love! J-

1 comment:

Robin said...

Oh, so sweet :o) Get a room!

Walking in the Light

Wow! This year year has been a whirlwind to say the least. I am shocked we are near the half way point in February. Part of me wants to dance. If the start of the year is any indication of how it is going to go, I am happy it's flying by. I will usher in 2009 with bells and whistles.

Yet, I am humbly reminded that every day is a gift, and I need to walk in the Light. I need to let Him guide me through each day. I need to listen to His still, quiet voice...Yeah I know for me that's a stretch. I'm never still long enough to catch my breath.

As I write this, our dear neighbor of ten years is fighting stage 4 pancreatic cancer. I am awed by the faith she has in God. I am humbled by the fight she has within her to beat the demon we know as cancer. Hunter, in his six year old wisdom said to me, "Mommy, why are you sad? We are just going to pray and Jesus is going to make her better." The faith of a child and the living testimony of one who is dwelling in God's amazing grace reminds me to walk daily in the His unfailing light.