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The One

Six years ago today I became Mrs. Jackie Combs. I knew beyond a shadow of doubt that God had created us for one another and was completely overjoyed to begin our married life. Beyond that I didn't know much (I now see). Since then there have been times when I've been let down and disappointed and angry and confused about our marital roles but I've never forgotten that it was indeed God who joined us and that what He joins He does not intend to dismantle but build stronger.

It has taken almost these entire six years for me to finally begin to learn what it means to "become one." I'm so thankful to have someone who loves me unconditionally and with complete abandon even though he truly knows me--someone who loves me like Christ loves the Church and not simply the way I think he ought to love me. I'm happy to have a true best friend and know that this is only the beginning--that our love will grow and deepen with each passing day.

Our marriage has been totally different and so much more than I ever imagined. It has added three children to our family and has taken us (quite literally) to places we've never dreamed of.

Thank You, God, for the gift of marriage! Thank You for fashioning us for one another in such a way that is not only an earthly comfort and joy but also reaps eternal rewards in that we are growing closer and closer to You through this experience.

I love you, Jackie. Always.
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  1. UnknownFebruary 5, 2011 at 8:31 PM

    Traci, I love you too and I never knew I would or could love you this much.

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