Husbandless

Andrew stayed in Phoenix this week for a wedding, and I returned to Chicago to work. Boo. We both would be utterly miserable if not for the fact that the Lord uses difficulty to grow and mature us. I would love to be with my husband almost every minute of the day. And I enjoy getting to live life with him immensely. So, the long distance thing is really rough. But it truly has reminded me that Andrew is not my all in all. The Lord is my maker and sustainer. He is the one I rely on to get me through the hard days at work and the lonely nights at home. We both find our hope and joy not in each other first and most, but in the Lord. So praise God He enables us to be apart and to do so with a joy rooted in Him. And how sweet that we do get to be together in 37 hours!