10/12/2026
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I want a marriage with a Bible on the nightstand and a very good reason the bedroom door is locked.
I want to pray with my husband and still know exactly what that look across the room means.
I want deep conversations about God, life, purpose, fears, dreams…
and kisses that eventually make talking feel unnecessary.
Because I don’t see holiness and heat as enemies.
𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝗮 𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗺𝘆 𝗵𝘂𝘀𝗯𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄𝘀 𝗜 𝗽𝗿𝗮𝘆 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝘄𝗼𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝗳 𝗜 𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝗵𝗶𝗺.
Give me the covenant.
Give me the loyalty.
Give me the kind of love that stays when life gets ugly.
But also give me his hands on my waist, the text I hope nobody at work accidentally sees, and that little smirk that tells me we both know where this evening is headed.
I didn’t marry my husband so we could become really holy roommates.
I married him to know him deeply, love him faithfully, and enjoy the fact that he is mine.
Keep the covenant sacred.
And yes, keep the bedroom a little wild.