The best

I don’t often take note of the good things in life.  I’ve said this before.  Most areas of my life are subject to some measure of me thinking change would be better.  And honestly, even my perception of my husband doesn’t escape this harsh idealism.  I have moments of thinking there is “better”…wanting him to change, knowing there are some qualities he will just never have.  Despite the fact that I know I am horribly flawed and deserve far, far less than the amazing man I have in my husband, I still find myself dissatisfied at times with anything less than perfection from him…which is, obviously, an impossibility.

Occasionally, though, I have a moment of clarity and really recognize: I am so blessed by my husband.  In some ways, it’s easiest for me to understand when I (for purposes of explanation) consider him as a part of myself…a leg, for instance.  There are many things I can say in critique of my legs, but I would never want to live without one.  For that matter, I would never want to live with a different one…I would be off-balance, I would look funny, my ability to perform any number of tasks would be hindered because different wouldn’t fit.  My husband fits me, in so many ways.  But I am also humbled by how he blesses me (in a way I’m sure my limbs couldn’t ever really bless me).  So, here’s a list….more for my benefit than anything else, of just some of the ways my husband holds me up and makes me more and better than I could ever be on my own, or even with a “perfect” person.

:: he lets me stop him in the middle of anything to have him hold me for a moment (or more)

:: he prepares garden beds for me

:: he tells me I’m beautiful

:: he likes vacuuming

:: he kills spiders for me

:: he dries and puts away dishes

:: he does the majority of child wrangling at church

:: he rubs my back

:: he tells me that I don’t sing terribly

:: he doesn’t cringe at my honesty

:: he makes phone calls I don’t want to make

:: he prays for me

:: he values my opinions

:: I can be me, and know that he doesn’t want me to be anything else

:: he talks to me, about everything and anything

:: he is trustworthy

:: he loves me

And I love him.

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