Thinking about this whole "getting married" thing can be really overwhelming at times. I'm committing to someone for the rest of my life. To love him when I'm struggling through grad school and it's finals to week, to love him when I'm folding his laundry, to love him in all circumstances. And if I'm being honest it's a hard commitment to make only because I really am not good at loving people. But here I am, about to make this really serious commitment. What makes me think I have any right? Jesus. My gaze must be on Jesus, not Hunter, and as I grow more like Him I will grow to love Hunter more and more consistently. That's really exciting to me. 191 days to go until it's the three of us forever.
