I love my down-to-earth farmer husband. He helps me see the Father’s hand in everyday things. He puts God’s truths in simple terms that I understand.

When it snows at our house, I get excited. Merritt knows it means he has to plow the driveway, so he doesn’t quite share my excitement. But he still pauses to thank God for the snow, which reminds us of how He washed away our sins.

I am so thankful for a godly husband who never loses sight of the daily reminders of God’s faithfulness.

Though your sins are as scarlet, They will be as white as snow; Though they are red like crimson, They will be like wool.”
-Isaiah 1:18, NAS