"I've found the one whom my soul loves." Song of Solomon 3:4
Some might think I am crazy for this, but I honestly don't care. I'll know that when I read this, the one whom I am about to describe is someone worth describing. He's the whole package, with extra bonus gifts. Let me tell you about:
My Best friend,
My partner in crime,
My shadow (or I should say his shadow because if I could I would follow him everywhere),
My person,
My snuggle buddy,
My encourager,
My lover.
He's the only man who I could listen to sing in the car...even if it doesn't sound that great...just kidding he always sounds great.
He's the only man I would go matching with to Disneyland (including shoes, camelbak, and Nike hats), and look like that adorable couple you see and hate because they look so cute.
He's the only man I care to share my things with..yes, that includes my food.
He's the only man I would want to watch movies with, extended marathons of Everybody Loves Raymond...oh! and the fights. :)
He's the only man I love quoting movies with and I know he would understand...especially Despicable Me (ehh).
He's the only man I can talk abnormally weird with in baby accents (still have not figured out why we tend to do that...like, all the time).
He's the only man I would wake up for at 5:30am to print out a paper he forgot to print at the last minute...again.
He's the only man I would hold his camera for him to film him while he trains or competes.
He's the only man I could spend hours with at sport chalet looking through all their exciting toys.
He's the only man I enjoyed cooking this pasta sauce he loved because I knew it would put a smile on his face (and this sauce takes about 2 hours to make).
He's the only man I love making chocolate chip cookies for...again for his smile.
He's the only man I can go running with (and I don't like running with other people).
He's the only man I would allow to stick his tongue up my nose...and vice versa...well when he actually lets me.
He's the only one I don't mind calling me chubs....sometimes.
He's the only man who's bad habits I actually want to be around.
He's the only man who might say something hurtful and I can still look at him and think I am crazy about him.
He's the only one I get deep down stomach pains when we are fighting.
He's the only man I could sit on the couch with and read or crochet while he takes a nap.
There are so many more things I can say about this amazing man that I am crazy in love with. But our relationship hasn't always been the smoothest. And I will admit, I have made my fair share of mistakes. Mistakes that are minor, and mistakes that are destructible. It's interesting how you often tend to hurt the ones you love most... In saying that, I am in no way giving myself any excuses as to why I have done some things that have been detrimental, because their is no excuse and I have regretted many... But I will say this, that this man is someone I want to stand side by side with for the rest of my days. Building a life and eventually a family together. Lifting each other up when things seem so hard. Encouraging each other to be better in our walk with the Lord and our relationships with family and friends. Supporting one another through thick and thin. He's the love of my life who I pray for every day. And if the Lord grants me the desire of my heart, then someday I'll get to marry this encouraging, loyal, caring, honest, helpful and loving man. And if I get to marry this man, never will a day go by without me thanking the Lord who gave me the love of my life.
I love you with all my heart RCM.
Sunday, July 26, 2015
Sunday, July 19, 2015
Celebrating the grace of Christ in the life of Courtny Ashburn
I figure if I write these things down, when I'm older and (hopefully) wiser, I can look back and see the changes the Lord has made in me. From my mistakes to my accomplishments, it will all be an interesting reminder down the road that we call life. And this is not to say my life is entirely that interesting, so I won't be offended for those of you who don't continue to read. This is more for myself...to not allow myself to forget the grace that God has covered me in. So here's a little bit about the girl you're reading about...
I turned 24 in July. Gosh that sounds crazy to say...24?! Ha! A 5' 2", 24-year-old who looks about 18 (if I'm lucky). I've come to accept that this will work out in my benefit when I'm older...the looks that is. The height, well no matter how much I've prayed God just won't give me that one.
I graduated from the Master's College and trying to determine what to do next... Nursing? Teaching? 2 polar opposites but both with amazing rewards. This will be continued later...
I enjoy the high after a good workout...which I try to do often or I bloat! And not just stomach bloat, but since I'm short...yeah...a white dwarf that's expanded in areas that really should not be expanded.
I'm a view person. Whether that be day or night, I get captivated by God's endless pictures He paints for me to enjoy.
I love the outdoors, but HATE bugs with a passion! I believe that just about every flying, ugly bug is from the plague.
I love Disneyland. It's probably silly, but it makes me happy! It's one of my favorite places in the world. And you better believe I'd go matching with my partner...matching shirts, hat, shoes, backpacks, whatever it is would make me enjoy the place that much more.
I'm an optimistic realistic. I can find positivity in just about anything. But the reality of it is that sometimes things just suck, and in the end it will all be okay.
I have made...PLENTY of mistakes. Mistakes that are minor. Mistakes that are destructible. It's only through the grace of Christ that has allowed me to keep on going and growing...also to be continued later.
I'm a hopeless romantic. I refuse to believe that the honeymoon phase ends after a while. Yessss (a thousand times), I know it's not all rainbows and butterflies. But the joys of being with the one you love is what I consider my "honeymoon phase," and that joy will outweigh those hurricanes and explosives.
I am terrible at verbally communicating my thoughts. I'm constantly asking myself: "What just came out of my mouth?" "Did that just come out of my mouth?" "That's not what I meant." "No what I meant was this." It's almost like my thoughts are straight, but what comes out is crooked? I honestly don't even know. Not that I'm trying to excuse myself, but I'm giving a forewarning.
The most important fact...I'm a branch that's a part of the Vine. Although I often fail, the Lord is gracious enough to prune my branch so that I can grow and bear more fruit.
"I am the vine; you are the branches. Whoever abides in me and I in him, he it is that bears much fruit, for apart from me you can do nothing." John 15:5
I turned 24 in July. Gosh that sounds crazy to say...24?! Ha! A 5' 2", 24-year-old who looks about 18 (if I'm lucky). I've come to accept that this will work out in my benefit when I'm older...the looks that is. The height, well no matter how much I've prayed God just won't give me that one.
I graduated from the Master's College and trying to determine what to do next... Nursing? Teaching? 2 polar opposites but both with amazing rewards. This will be continued later...
I enjoy the high after a good workout...which I try to do often or I bloat! And not just stomach bloat, but since I'm short...yeah...a white dwarf that's expanded in areas that really should not be expanded.
I'm a view person. Whether that be day or night, I get captivated by God's endless pictures He paints for me to enjoy.
I love the outdoors, but HATE bugs with a passion! I believe that just about every flying, ugly bug is from the plague.
I love Disneyland. It's probably silly, but it makes me happy! It's one of my favorite places in the world. And you better believe I'd go matching with my partner...matching shirts, hat, shoes, backpacks, whatever it is would make me enjoy the place that much more.
I'm an optimistic realistic. I can find positivity in just about anything. But the reality of it is that sometimes things just suck, and in the end it will all be okay.
I have made...PLENTY of mistakes. Mistakes that are minor. Mistakes that are destructible. It's only through the grace of Christ that has allowed me to keep on going and growing...also to be continued later.
I'm a hopeless romantic. I refuse to believe that the honeymoon phase ends after a while. Yessss (a thousand times), I know it's not all rainbows and butterflies. But the joys of being with the one you love is what I consider my "honeymoon phase," and that joy will outweigh those hurricanes and explosives.
I am terrible at verbally communicating my thoughts. I'm constantly asking myself: "What just came out of my mouth?" "Did that just come out of my mouth?" "That's not what I meant." "No what I meant was this." It's almost like my thoughts are straight, but what comes out is crooked? I honestly don't even know. Not that I'm trying to excuse myself, but I'm giving a forewarning.
The most important fact...I'm a branch that's a part of the Vine. Although I often fail, the Lord is gracious enough to prune my branch so that I can grow and bear more fruit.
"I am the vine; you are the branches. Whoever abides in me and I in him, he it is that bears much fruit, for apart from me you can do nothing." John 15:5
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