Who? What? When? Where? Why? How?

This was found in the drafts section….
{There are like, 90 drafts. I may have to go back through all of those. Thanks to John for encouraging that.}
My current feedback about this post follows it.

08 October, 2009

John Roquemore,
My future husband (Only 85 days away).
I fall more in love with you every day.
My respect and admiration, love and adoration for who you are as a man as well as who you are as His child increases constantly.
I know that I am loved by you. I know that I am loved by Him who makes love possible.
I am so blessed that you love me – that I get to be with a man who I KNOW has a heart to lead me to Jesus and really be willing to be ‘those crazy people.’ Those crazy people who carry their babies in cloth wrapped around their bodies, who don’t use birth control or ‘plan’ their family. Those crazy people who just keep having babies; those crazy people who open their home to let all kinds of people in. Those crazy people who have 5 shades of children.
Those crazy people that talk about Jesus like he’s part of their family (because He is).
You, my love, are part of His complete work in my life, and I am completely reassured and at peace about that in this very moment more than I’ve ever been about anything.
Oh, Jesus; He’s so good, so loving, so perfect.
Oh, Jesus; that He gave me you.
Oh, Jesus; that I’d give you right back to Him everyday.

My husband.
You’re going to be my husband.
Maybe we’ll have a baby in a year and a half. Maybe five. (Years, not babies.)

No matter who: they are, boy or girl, birthed or adopted, we’ll trust Him, we’ll surrender to Him, we’ll celebrate.
No matter what: the circumstances are, we’ll know it’s part of His complete plan for our lives, we’ll know He’s especially fond of us and baby Roquemore and baby next and next and next.
No matter when: if we get pregnant on our honeymoon or 2 years later, or if we’re never able to have our own children – we’ll trust that He’ll give us the family He wants us to have in His perfect timing.
No matter where: we are in this world, we’ll know that we’re in His hands.
No matter why: anyone else disagrees, speaks harshly or sarcastically about this path we’ve chosen, we’ll be confident in our conviction.
No matter how: (well, we know how it’ll happen), no matter how long it takes, no matter how He brings it about, we’ll know, yet again, He’s got us right where He wants us to bless us, grow us, teach us, lead us, love us (and our babies).

Sweet man, I am honored to join you in this journey. I delight in your presence; I delight in pursuing Him with you.

With all the love he’s given me to give away,
Your future wife.


This post was incredible for me to read now, almost 18 months later.
Especially in the context of Amelie Rose Roquemore. Our little surprise baby.
Also interesting, because we did decide it would be wise for us to “plan” our family to some extent.
{Which, for us, looked like the use of condoms. Well, of course except for that one time… Enter: Amelie.}

Thoughts on my dad, from a new dada

Wow, what a year 2010 was.

After an amazing friendship, I married Lee Anne & then less than six months into our marriage (which has been wonderful) we found out we’re pregnant!!

The journey to marriage involved standing up to my parents, mainly my dad, and realizing that I am in desperate need of wisdom when it comes to making decisions.
In discovering the pregnancy, I have realized just how hard it can be to make decisions, both big and small. Everything from eating right to paying bills to praying becomes more important when you know another human being will be dependent on your success. As the days pass it has become clear that no matter how bad some of my dad’s choices have been, he has always tried to do the best thing for his family, the best he knew how.

When I look back at the story of my dad’s life, I can’t imagine going through the heartbreak of his father’s losing battle with lung cancer (before he even got married). This alone would have me insulating myself and my loved ones from any possible bad thing. And yet my dad has given me the gift of passion for family and a love for Jesus that is blissful.
Growing up with my dad meant seeing people challenged, amused and sometimes confused by his outgoing personality. On more than one occasion he would reach out with the simplest part of the gospel (God in & through, Jesus, loves you) and encourage someone to accept Jesus into their life. Experiencing this as a kid helped me to see how big of an impact any conversation can have, even if the method of “shotgun evangelism” wasn’t a good approach.

Now that I have had years of church experience and seen evangelism done so many ways, I can see that regardless of the long-term effects, my dad was and is trying to love people the way he knows how.
And he’s loved me this way my whole life.

One of the biggest gifts I ever received from my dad is his open display of affection.

My wife just watched a video I recorded the night before I proposed and it was SOOO cheesy & silly that it was hard for me to watch. Displays of affection and love were common growing up with my dad. He was/is affectionate with us and showed his love for my mom through hugs and kisses.

I love you dad, and I look forward to learning from your effort at being the great dad you have been.