9 years ago today, my name changed. I love my new name. I had trouble with it at first. My identity had changed, my life goals were suddenly shared and the sound of my name was unfamiliar to my ears. As I grow more in love this man that I married with each passing year, I continue to grow more in love with my new name. Maybe I've just grown up. I've definitely become more submissive as my love and respect grow for my husband. I was so independent and selfish when we first started out. I frighten myself just thinking about it. We had dated "on & off" for 5 years, so why was it such a big change when we married? I think that gradually, I have given up myself. That's what you do. My Aunt Leslie (whom I LOVE for her thought-provoking conversation style!) recently asked me what attracted me to Brad. Here is my answer: His power. His presence is powerful. He looks at me with love and I'm his. He softens my heart with his humor and vulnerability, sensitivity and great capacity to Love. I cannot be anything other than his. I could not have imagined life without him, and that's why I married him. I had no idea at the time, that I would change so much for the better because of him and his power in my life. He had no idea that he'd have such influence on me. I'm grateful for this life with him. I'm grateful for his name, and how it represents my new identity as his wife. I'm proud to take his name, and hang it high in our home.
I'm blessed because he loves me.
"For the husband is the head of the wife as Christ is the head of the church, his body, of which he is the Savior."
Ephesians 5:22-33