Last night JP and I had a long conversation about money, our honeymoon, and the like. When talking about our post-wedding vacation plans I became so over-concerned about spending the money that we don't have. It's a scarry thought....knowing that we will be on our own. That is the understatement of the year. But while I was clouded over with my worry-wart syndrome, I failed to remember how faithful God is...and not just with finances. JP was my calm after the storm. Who ever thought that there was a man out there who was born to deal with me, and to do it with such finesse. In the midst of my panic mode, my soon to be fiance looked into my teary eyes and whispered a phrase that will resound in my ears anytime I am less than calm, "You will be mine and I will take care of you in the good and the bad, with whatever it takes. It is not because I have to but because it is my honor to have you." I never doubt the man that I am going to be with....and this is exactly why I'll never have to. If there is any other earthly man, besides my superhero father, that I would trust my future with, it would be my future mate.