A silly mistake.

I should have brushed it off and laughed, making the most of the situation. But I didn't. I almost let it ruin the night.
I wanted to be mad and stay mad, and I made sure he knew it. I ignored apologies, rolled my eyes as dramatic as possible, and threw some of my best hateful looks. Because, well, I'm not perfect.

When he outstretched his open hand on the table, our eyes met. We instantly turned into middle school girls who couldn't contain our giggles. I tried to hold my poker face, but it was no match for the man across from me. He knows me all too well.

My flesh said anger, but my heart said grace. Because we've learned that the key to an awesome marriage, is bucket loads of grace. And when you think you've given enough, give more.

Grace when your husband sends you on a wild goose chase because he didn't look at the map.

Grace when your wife is being a total jerk.

Grace when your husband forgets what you needed at the store.

Grace when your wife forgets (again) to wash your socks.

We're called to give grace as it has freely been given to us. That's not an easy task, but we're here to tell you that it can change everything.