You may have heard—or believe—that your husband is your spiritual leader. But I wonder what that means to you. Based on this belief, I subconsciously unbuckled my seatbelt when I entered marriage. I climbed out of the driver’s seat in my relationship with God and took a seat in the back of the proverbial car. I looked to the front seat where my new husband, Trevor, sat and waited for him to lead us in daily time in God’s Word and prayer. More
Some men don’t care if their home is clean or messy. Not my hubby. He grew up with a mom who could challenge anyone to the Heavyweight Cleaning Champion of the World title. Trevor is used to a spotless home (and I really do mean spotless). Mess stresses him out. But his high expectations for a clean house stress me out. Sounds like a killer combination, huh? Yes, I’ve shot lots of heated words his way over this volatile subject. More
While I longed for marriage for years, I never once dreamed of having kids. First female president of the U.S., sure; mom, no.
Call me strange, but I’ve never been one to “ooh” and “aah” over babies. As a twelve-year-old eager to start earning money, rather than babysitting, I chose to detassle corn and work on a turkey farm (think hard, dirty, physical labor). When I did babysit as a favor for my neighbors in my late twenties, I put the baby’s diaper on backward. More
Hey, girls! Since it’s the day after Valentine’s Day and love is still in the air (or at least on our minds), I thought I’d share this interview with you from GospelMag.com. I hope my responses will help you as you think about someday possibly moving from singleness to marriage. Enjoy! More
I wonder what you’ve been led to believe about life after marriage.
The message I heard before becoming a bride is that it’s all downhill after you exchange wedding vows. More
“How did you know Trevor was the one for you?” a seventeen-year-old asked me. “I struggle with knowing if a guy is right for me. Every day I ask God to help me figure out my confusion.” More
I’ve been married to a wonderful man for over three months now. That’s no thirty years, but still, I know more about marriage today than I did three months ago. Every man is different, so you may not relate to all thirty pieces of advice. But I pray something here will bless you in your new role. Here’s a taste of what I’ve learned over the last ninety days.
Trevor and I chose to write our own wedding vows, and I thought you might like to hear why I chose these specific words. More
Trevor Marsteller and I joined hands in the stately building of Missio Church on October 3 and covenanted before God and man to love each other ’til death do us part. We returned the following morning and held hands in a pew near the front as we listened to the Word of God preached to the people of God.
Many of these people were incredulous: “You’re on your honeymoon, and you’re at church?!” We might as well have sprouted horns on our heads. More
Just over three weeks ago, it really happened. I got married. Now that I’m back from my honeymoon, it’s time to adjust to a whole lotta change—a new address, a new roommate, and a new name. One item on my to-do list is: Go to the social security office and officially change my last name. I thought you might be interested in why I chose to change my name. More