October 13th 2002. Eugene, Oregon. Man how time flies. Six years ago I was standing….anxiously waiting for my bride to walk down the isle and become my wife. I met Lindsay at Biola during my 5th year. My roommate was always trying to point out the perfect girl for me. One day he pointed out Lindsay. This cute blond always walking around with a smile on her face. I took notice. Our paths did not cross too much, I was busy playing baseball and working on my Senior Art Show while Lindsay was putting in mad hours in the music building preparing for her Jr. Recital. I knew I had to make a move, so one day I saw Lindsay sitting at a table all by herself. We had never met but I felt pulled to go talk to her. So that’s what I did. As I turned to walk in her direction I could literally feel my heart drop into the pit of my stomach. I knew that I couldn’t turn back now. She could feel me coming. From there everything seemed to be a blur. I remember wearing her out with a ton of questions. From that point on life seemed to be going a hundred miles an hour for both of us. I attended her Jr. Recital, she attended my Senior Art Show, but other than that we did not really connect too much the rest of the year.

It wasn’t until the next fall that we both happened to attend a Biola volleyball game. Lindsay made the move this time. She came up and said hi and even grabbed my hand, that was enough for me to ask her on a first date.  So there you have it. It did not take long for Lindsay and I to figure out that we needed to be together. It was only about four months later that I asked her to marry me. It was either leave for the baseball season with thing up in the air or make sure I had her with a ring on her finger. It wasn’t a difficult decision.

Fast forward 6 years. Life is good. God is good. We have made some great memories together. We have made a cute baby. We love eachother so much, but we know that our love for one another is not good enough. We have both failed eachother, time and time again, but we know that because of Christ’s love for us, our love is made perfect for eachother. I love you Linds. Hear is to six more years…and six more years after that…and and 50 more years after that. =)