Saturday, February 15, 2014

My Valentine

I SO should be doing something else with my time right now but I just have to write for a few minutes.  Here's a story.  When I got up this morning I stumbled (literally) into the bathroom.  I cleaned up the dishes and I washed the laundry.  That is . . . I stumbled over the men's work shoes left in the doorway to the bathroom, I cleaned up the dirty dishes left beside the bed and on the kitchen counter, and I collected piles of dirty laundry and work clothes from the floor beside the bed.  When this was finished I found a cupcake wrapper in the sink and grumbled out loud (because I'm not one to suffer in silence) that I wish I had a wife. Someone to clean up after me.  Then I really thought about my handsome hubby and here is what I have concluded.  He is not perfect - and neither am I.  He almost never points out the many ways I am not perfect.  He is not the "romantic" sort, he doesn't send me gooey love notes when he sends me flowers but he sends flowers and sometimes chocolate to my work because he found out that part of the fun is having the people you work with know that someone cares. More than that, though, he is the kind of person I want to be around.  He doesn't say "I love you" very often but he is the kind of person I want to love.  He goes to work every day and does that work in a way that people appreciate, trust, and respect him.  He serves the Lord, every day. When he has been asked to do something in the Lord's name - such as holding a calling (job) in our church he takes that seriously and makes it a priority.  It is not something he does "when he has time".  He keeps the promises he makes to me but more importantly he keeps the promises he has made to the Lord and he is an example to me of how to do that. I am often frustrated and confused by my uncommunicative stoic German/Swede of a husband.  It sometimes seems like we have so little in common - he loves to watch sports and I'd rather be reading, sewing or watching a movie.  But the bottom line is that we have common goals, eternal ones.  I am his friend and he is mine - forever.

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