Mom and I were getting groceries in Junction City one hot summer afternoon when I asked her the question. “Mom, who do you love most? Me, Sarah or Daddy?”
To my little girl mind, there was only one right answer.
“I love God first, then your Dad, then you girls equally.”
Not exactly what I was looking for. But even in my disappointment, I knew it was truth. And that it was good.
My parents have modeled a marriage full of laughter, determination, hugs in the kitchen, faithfulness, hard work, prayer, long walks, contentment, adventure and holding hands.
I’m so thankful for their example. Here’s to many more years!