Six years ago tomorrow, my life changed forever. My parents walked me down the aisle and at the end I joined hands with my best friend. We had a rocky start, and we did not in any way to deserve or believe in the fairy tale wedding we were in the midst of, but we had it. We sang our vows to each other, a dear friend performed our ceremony, and the two children I was also committing to that day joined with us for a family blessing.

Then we rocked the night away with a Mexican fiesta and really good music and about 100 wonderful friends & relatives.

To say we have lived a few lifetimes since then  is not much of an exaggeration. Rod and I are both type-A. We don’t sit still . We’re always looking for the next thing to happen. During our first year of marriage, I lost my project management job at AT&T Broadband/Comcast and used my severance to return to school for my English Education degree. I also got sick with a ruptured appendix that shaped our next year: going through fertility testing and discovering we could not have a baby. Meanwhile, Josh was getting ready to start high school, Paige was trying to find her musical niche, and we were learning how to be a family together on a roller coaster of fun and frustration.

After I got my teaching degree and started a new career, our infertility drama ended with a miracle. Miranda came and I became a stay-at-home mom. Rod began to feel a stirring that grace had sparked in him. He began singing more in church and recorded a project in our living room. Before we knew it, we had a new baby and he was booking concert dates and signing a record contract. Before we knew it, Miranda was seven months old and we were expecting our sweet Kaity!

Then came Branson… the convention we threw… kind of like one throws a really big wedding… lots of details, lots of planning, lots of work, lots of fun. We were the owners, the staff, and the hosts. And as I have told most people I know by now, working at the convention was like coming home for me. Professionally, I was more exhilarated than I had been in years. Personally, I had breakthroughs in some of my insecurities. Spiritually, by the end of the week, Rod and I knew, just knew, that Branson GMC 2009 was only the beginning of something for us and our family.

When we got home, we crashed… not just from exhaustion, but from the high we’d been riding. We felt a bit displaced, out of sorts. How do you go back to ‘normal life’ after experiencing what we did? We talked a lot between us and to others about how edgy we felt – edgy as in on the ede of something but not sure what. We knew a new dream was being birthed in us. We knew we wanted to do something more. We felt that God was calling us to something new.

And then Tuesday, Rod was sent home from his job of over 10 years at Comcast.

DISCLAIMER: I do not belittle that these are challenging times. I know good friends and family who are struggling financially. I do not want to make it seem like it’s a small thing that a daddy of four just lost his job. But…

This is a good thing.

This is God writing on our wall.

This is our call to full time ministry, ministry-related projects, and, I think, homeschooling our two youngest children.

This is our ordination, nod from God, and really, another miracle.

Financially, we are cared for for the next 10 months. Rod already has some consulting leads. We both already have work from home ventures that have great potential. I won’t say that I don’t worry some, but mostly I know that God is doing something and He will provide what we need if we serve and search and obey.

I can’t really describe the feeling, after 6 CRAZY, jam-packed years, of waking up in the morning and not sending Rod to the office, knowing he is torn between different worlds and different needs. He looks like a new man since Tuesday afternoon. His eye bags are a lot smaller, and he’s not even using the BeautiControl eye gel I bought for him!

People have always made fun of us for being sappy together. We always talk on the phone multiple times during the day. We always hold hands and hug and say ‘I love you.’ We cherish our date nights and sometimes pursue them aggressively, even if it means going to ‘The Jewels’ for milk after the kids are asleep. I have a great circle of friends, but there is no one I’d rather be with than Rod. I love that he is going to be here more. I love that he has put the girls down for their naps the last three days. I love that now, truly, we can be partners in everything.

And on the eve of our six-year wedding anniversary, I love mostly what he continues to bring to my life and to my family.. strength, integrity, honesty, MUSIC, fun, and Peace. I am the Irish-Italian temper around here. Rod brings the calm when we need it. I don’t think he knows how much that means to all of us, but I found this verse recently, and waited until today to ‘give’ it to him:

I became in his eyes as one who found peace. Song of Solomon 8:10

Happy Just-the-Beginning, Baby!