Our marriage is a tree. Newly planted. Small. Weak. + Desperate to survive.
Storms come. We are blown about. Branches torn. Leaves. + Beauty lost. We question our existence. + Our worth.
Small. + Weak now. But every Godly choice makes us stronger.
Our roots drive deeper. Clinging to Gods everlasting foundation. Our branches heal. + Grow. Reaching out to MAGNIFY God. To one day be a HOPE + STRENGTH for those around us.
We CHOOSE to GROW.
Storms of life will come.. In FAITH we hold tight to our Lord. + KNOW He will make us strong.