I will NEVER stop fighting for you, Denise

Yesterday was one of the rough ones. . .

Then last night, in the arms of my beloved, I heard words I will cling to for a while, "I will never stop fighting for you, Denise."

I want to write them on my forehead. Place them on my mirrors. Rehearse them daily when the fight just seems too hard. Because yesterday, I didn't want to fight. I was tired of fighting. And I figure this: if my imperfect husband feels like that toward me. . . how much more does my Heavenly Father feel that way toward me.

He will NEVER stop fighting. Humans will stop fighting for me. Man will give up on me. Friends will get frustrated with me.

But not my FATHER. He will NEVER stop fighting for me. And so for Him, I pray for the grace to fight a little more. To become a little more sanctified. And to pray that He will use my struggles for something beautiful!