"...through love serve one another."Galatians 5:13b
Today I'm supposed to think of a way that my husband is serving me or my family.
A way? Like, just one? Psh. Try a million and one.
I wonder if Blogger has a word limit...
Just this past week The Husband was a suffering servant. He was home sick, which hardly ever happens. He got some much-needed rest, but he still was working from home as often as he could. And one day, when he was feeling a little better, he let me bring Li'l Bit home to him after she was done at school, then I went to lunch with my mom. After that I picked up Mini Me from school and was able to sit and watch her ballet lesson without trying to keep Li'l Bit entertained. Even though he was sick, he let me have some time to myself, with my mom, and with Mini Me.
That wasn't something completely out of the ordinary, either.
The Husband is no stranger to the kitchen -- cooking in it or cleaning in it. Before we moved into the house, he was practically more than just a servant, he was a slave. He had to be, because I was doing so little. I finally got the housekeeping under control, but I'm still working on the cooking. I know I'm doing better, but there are still nights when he will come home from his full day of work and make dinner for our family.
Serving does seem like second nature to him, and I admire the way he serves without showing off about it. I also like that he... How do I put this? He doesn't go overboard? He wants to serve, but he is also careful to not take on too much.
Our lawn is always mowed, he changes the oil in our cars, and he washes them. If something breaks, he fixes it, or if he can't fix it, he has the good sense to call someone who can. He goes grocery shopping. He has been known to take both girls with him when he's gone grocery shopping. One year, he took both girls with him to an outlet mall, onBlackFriday!!! He also handles all of our finances, and he handles them well.
His entire life is a service to us, it seems.
Baby, I know I don't say it often enough, but I notice what you do for me -- for all of us us. I don't know how you do it, but I am thankful for it, and for you. Thank you for being willing to serve your family, and for doing it without complaining, without expecting anything in return. My prayer today is that I will serve you right back. Also willingly, without complaining, and without expecting anything in return.
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