the story of Kristen Barnhill & Jeff Glover
In less than two weeks of talking and praying, we knew the answer. It was reckless. Crazy. My parents had not even met him, had hardly even heard of him, but I was not a reckless person, by nature. I was not the kind of kid who did things like this, unless I was convinced it was of God.
Read The Most Beautiful of Days (Or, How I Snagged My Husband) at Five in Tow
We become the story we feed on. Marital love satisfies longings like no cheap imitation can. So the Real Story, the cosmic romance, fills us like no other story can.
What story will I feed on? What story will I become?