So most of you have seen this super sweet photo of Mike and I floating around Facebook land. It was taken by the very talented Justin & Mary. I just thought I would share a little about the photo as it has become even more special to me over the last few days.
So, last week, we sat down with Justin & Mary and had a little heart to heart and let them scroll throw our photos and website for critiques. We have a TON of information that is super helpful and hopefully we will putting some of that into practice in the next few
days weeks. As part of our time together, they took head shots for us. We're a little unique as we are a husband and wife team so not just one of us. We wanted less of the business side and more of US and who we are, especially as a couple. These two got that and blew it away! Seriously, they rock at what they do, but it is easy to forget you are even taking photos with them. They make it so normal and it is like hanging out with some of your friends and taking photos for fun...although they come out looking a MILLION times better than what your friend and their iPhone took.
So, as we were hanging out on the beach, they had Mike and I pull close together. They asked Mike to bring our hands together. They stepped back. They asked us to do it again...but this time asked Mike to pray over me. Their was a stillness and peace that fell over us. Justin & Mary and everyone else seemed to disappear for a few moments. They get it! They are storytellers. They are in love. I knew there was a lot in that photo. It took my breath away in the moment. We closed things up a little while later and that moment fell aside as we went home for the evening.
Later that evening, I fell ill to the stomach bug. This is obviously not fun to anyone. But for me, I have a crazy phobia of vomit. So, the next 24 hours were pretty miserable for me. Mike - wasn't phased at all. He was my rock. He prayed over me and with me. He served me well and tried to make me comfortable, both physically and emotionally. I finally mustered up enough strength for us to travel home. Our flight home was the worst flight I had ever been on. Still, Mike remained calm and prayed over me. I was terrified and prayed God would make this fast and painless. In those moments, I could remember this moment on the beach, Mike praying over me. I wasn't sure if one or both of us were going to make it through that flight. In those moments, I realized THOSE photos were our last...and we hadn't even seen them yet. When we landed, safe and sound, and TOGETHER, I was thrilled. We took a walk later that evening and sat by the lake. As we did, the photo popped up. That moment was all I needed. It summarized so much of our lives, but even more of the last few weeks.
Later that evening, Mike fell ill from this horrible bug. He stood firm and took care of himself like a champ. I hid. Paralyzed by fear. Mike prayed. He started to heal quickly, but my mind would not rest. It still has not. Mike prayed. And he prayed...and he prayed!! He has been praying over me and for me for the last two weeks in bigger ways than I ever knew possible. He has always done that, a servant leader in amazing ways. This time - it is different. I have that moment frozen in time for everyone to catch a glimpse of. For that, I am grateful. I am thankful that we are together.