/ AUBREY KINCH

Ink.

Tattoos.

We were lucky enough to get our marriage tattoos not too long ago.

They mean the world to each of us-- we're very traditional and focus our marriage around the Lord so these tattoos only represent those fundamentals even more.

It's my favorite tattoo on my body. I love the unity of script and how it gives us a symbolic connection. These are words I'll always remember throughout our many days of marriage and lifetime together. What I love even more is when we hold hands, our tattoos shine.

Happy marriage, my love.

I'm so glad we have a visual statement for all to see. Only expressing our hearts deepest desires of marriage and how we build our lifestyle around keeping God the center of our household.

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Happiness.

There are those moments when marriage is the most beautiful thing. When you know deep in your heart that the Lord made this person for you; when you know your life was meant to be shared with this one individual.

Yes, you can choose to love. But there are those moments when the love you have for them is so natural and perfect. Moments when you heart is bursting with contentment, peace and happiness.

Andrew,

You light up my heart, my world, my whole being. You bring happiness into the smallest actions of my days. You make my cheeks hurt from smiling because you just know how to make me laugh. You know how to put me at ease, you know how to love me so unconditionally it sometimes brings tears to my eyes. Thank you for being you and blessing me with a wonderful marriage I look so forward to living throughout all my days.

Forever & always,

Auby

I know life can get in the way of truly appreciating the moments that we're meant to cherish. And I know obstacles and temptations blur our vision but I encourage us to slow down a little, smell the sweet monsoons in our AZ, enjoy the heat kissing our cheeks, wind down drinking some tea on the patio. And do this with a loved one making memories, together.

yessss, it's friday.

let's party.

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Humbled.

I'm blessed.

And sometimes that's something I take for granted and sometimes I don't realize how I don't deserve the things God has blessed me with but he loves me still and still chooses to bless me.

Can you believe that?

Our God takes our flaws and imperfections and sins and chooses to continually love us, adore us, shower us with His grace and bless us. I struggle to wrap my head around that. Why does God deem us worthy of His grace? Why does he believe we deserve His love?

He died to save me.

He died to free us of our sins.

He died for me.

He's taken my love of design and worked it into something I can daily consume myself with as a job.

He's taken my servant heart and given me the opportunity to work at my church home.

He's taken my hand in His and walked me through the struggles of life reminding me always, he loves me and guided me to a perfect husband.

Heavenly Father,

I thank you for all you've blessed me with. I thank you for Andrew; he's my rock and best friend and without you, he wouldn't be here. Thank you for Drake. That little man has taught me patience, compassion, love and kindness all since age 3. I thank you for the home you've sheltered us with, the dog that lights up that space and the essentials of everyday life you've provided. You are so good, God. I pray you continue watching over me and my family and I pray you guide me in the directions of life that speak volumes of your love through my actions. I pray your send strength and courage in times of need; I pray you calm my heart through storms that may blur my emotions. Mostly, I pray you keep me humble because without you, I am nothing. In your name.

Amen.