To the Sharpie Snatcher

"Brent, have you seen my new Sharpie?"

"No."

"I just had two Sharpies in this drawer."

"Let me check my bag. But I don't remember putting one in there."

Brent grabbed his backpack and started to scramble. One by one, he starts to pull out all my good pens. And TWO new Sharpies.

Brent grins, "I don't know how these got in there."

"Ah-HA! I knew it. Hands off my Sharpie, Buddy. I just got these! And they are my favorite!" (Robyn S...these are the Sharpies you bought me!)

We laughed. "Little did I know that the day of our wedding I was marrying a Sharpie snatcher."

Brent - "Little did I know that you would be using my razor everyday."

Busted.

Becky *pause...think* "Jesus says, The two will become one flesh. We are no longer two but one. (Matt 19:5) Your razor is my razor. When I shave my leg, I'm really shaving your leg!"

"And your Sharpie my Sharpie."

True.

A joyful heart is good medicine. But a broken spirit dries up the bones. - Proverbs 17:22

Brent and I have been together ten years. Married eight. And our marriage is marked by laughter.

Inside jokes.
Impersonations.
And silly voices.

This guy is funny.

Brent is good medicine when my spirit is broken.

I have needed some laughter, lately.

Some good medicine for my soul.

It just feels good to belly laugh. Doesn't it?

Brent, I am so thankful for you today (and everyday). Thank you for encouraging me and making my heart merry. Thank you for allowing the Lord to use you to refine me, grow me and love me. Thank you for being such a goofball and making me laugh. Oh yeah - and thanks for leading our family towards Christ. ;) I love you.

(You can borrow my pens anytime. Just not the Sharpie.)


I'm pretty sure I was about 9 centimeters here.


I told you....we're goofy.


Dating - Fall 2000.

A few things have changed in the past ten years....