Beauty

There is beauty.

There is beauty in our story.

There is beauty when he laughs.

There is beauty when I am with him.

There is beauty in the way he loves me.

There is beauty in the scars on his hands. 

There is beauty because of his love for Jesus.

There is beauty (so much beauty) in his voice.

There is beauty when I see his heart for others.

There is beauty in his provision for our family. 

There is beauty when I watch him play with his kids.

There is beauty in knowing that he will never give up.

There is beauty in his eyes when he greets me with a kiss.

There is beauty when he says, "I have a secret to tell you..."

 

There is beauty when his eyes fill with tears because I'm hurting.  

There is beauty in his determination to do something, and do it well.

There is beauty seeing his kids run to the door when he comes home.

There is beauty all around me and I never want to miss a second of it.