Blew It Again.

I so want to apologize to my husband, but I fear that mere words will not suffice.

Last week we attended the funeral of my husband's loving mother.  She was a wonderful wife and mother, and the most generous mother in law you'd ever hope to know.  She died after a year long battle with kidney failure.  She will surely be missed.

Now, on to the apology ...

When I received the call early in the morning, my husband was on his way to work. I immediately called him on his cell and he returned home to call his brother and to make the necessary arrangements to travel home to be with his family.

I had other plans.

You see, I'm a cleaner and an organizer.  I began cleaning the house and organizing everything in sight, because I knew it would likely be more than a week before we returned, and I did not want to return to a dirty house.  I showed zero concern for my husband's state of emotions at the loss of his dear mother.  I wanted my house to be spotless before we got in that car.

I wasn't thinking like a help meet at the moment.  If I were, I surely would have remembered the scripture,
Blessed are they that mourn: for they shall be comforted. Matthew 5:4
I'm quite sure Lew did not feel blessed nor comforted by my actions.  In fact with the way I blew up at him for wanting to (*gasp*) pack our suitcases and go to his brother's house, I'm surprised, nay, THANKFUL that he decided to stay married to me.

What was I thinking?  As a Christian, I am supposed to align my life to the One and Only Jesus Christ.

Jesus would have dropped what he was doing to comfort the man who lost his mother.

If I could go back, I would stop everything an hold the man in my arms and let him cry and cry and cry until he (and I) had nothing left.

Lew hasn't cried yet.  I didn't allow him to mourn when he needed to.  I hope some day he allows himself to mourn.

The Argument

My husband and I had a rather loud disagreement last night.  We really disagreed.  Loudly. L-O-U-D-L-Y.  Anyway, in the midst of our arguing he was busying himself in the kitchen, opening the fridge, closing the fridge, getting a knife, washing the knife, doing some other things.

All the while, I was standing my ground, digging in my heels firmly on my side of the argument.  Finally he announced that he was going to bed.

About a half hour later, I followed him to bed.  I got undressed and slipped in next to him.  I could feel him breathing that certain way that tells me he is fast asleep. I rolled over and slept as well, though not very soundly.

This morning I awoke to an empty bed.  I suppose Lew got up and left without wanting to wake me, either to be polite or for fear of restarting our argument.

I had some appointments in the next town this afternoon, so I wasn't going to be home for lunch today.  I went to the kitchen to get some breakfast.  When I opened the fridge I discovered that he had placed a brown bag with a homemade lunch in the fridge.  For me.

That's what he was doing while we were arguing.  He was making my lunch because he knew I would need something to eat today.  Even while I was yelling at him, he was taking care of my needs.

It got me thinking ...

If the tables were turned, I'm not so sure I would have done the same for him.

He doesn't know it yet, but when he comes home from work I'm going to give him one of his favorite treats.  And I'm not going to stop until he's satisfied, if you get my drift.

I apologize ...

I'm sorry, folks.  I said at the beginning that I would devote most of this blog to helping wives understand the joys of biblical submission.  I sort of got off track recently, but I'm back on the train, and headed in the right direction.

I promise to be more diligent about keeping my focus on God and my husband (in that order), and redirect my blogging toward becoming a more godly wife.

Would this count as a New Year's resolution?  Oh, my!!

The Stress of Christmas

Christmas is a time of great stress for us.  We don't intend for it to be that way, but it just turns out to be a time filled with unexpected expenses, travel (including figuring out sleeping arrangements), time management, parties, gifts, gifts, gifts.

I've been thinking about how to make Christmas time less stressful this time around, and I think I may have come up with a plan.

This year we are going to limit our gift giving to immediate family, AND the gift has to be something under $10.  I think that's a pretty good start.

Of course, when we go to see family, we'll need to have gifts (of course), so we are in the process of making a whole bunch of jarred cookie mixes.  I'm sure it won't be the usual gift that they expect each year, but it's the thought that counts, right?  Besides Christmas is about focusing on the greatest Gift of all, the gift of Jesus.

A Special Thanksgiving

This year I'm pulling out all the stops for today's Thanksgiving dinner.  I've prepared the turkey and stuffing, the homemade cranberry sauce, green bean casserole, dinner rolls, pumpkin pie, and Lew's favorite punch!

I love to serve my husband and children by preparing nutritious food that makes them happy.

What a glorious Thanksgiving!

Oh, yeah, and what a wonderful Thanksgiving night it will be for Lew! (*wink, wink*)

I love my husband!

I just want to give a shout out to my husband, Lew!  He has been so supportive of me my new endeavor to help wives become all their husbands need them to be.  I hope you all get to the place where you can pursue your passions and have the full support of a loving husband!

Now if you'll excuse me, I think I'll go do something special for him to show my gratitude.