I am so blessed with and thankful for my husband. I love how we are always on the same page. I love how I can tell him anything. I love how we can read each other's minds. I love how we see eye to eye. I love how we always get along. I love how we support and oppose the same things. I couldn't imagine life any other way. Perhaps I could, but the world has taught me very quickly that I would really rather not.
James and I have been together since we were two crazy kids, meeting (and very much falling in love) at the tender ages of 14 and 15. Both of us came from "broken" homes and neither of us really new what a "healthy" relationship meant. We simply knew that we loved each other and that that was all we needed to take on the world. And take on the world we did, learning some tough lessons along the way.
Fast forward eight long, rewarding years.
Professionally, I'm a free public therapist. In more casual terms, I manage a convenience store (gas station). I get to hear about births and deaths, weddings and divorces. And lots and lots of fights and break-ups. It turns out, a lot of people cheat. And for every person who cheats, I would venture to say that three more are accused. People openly admit lying to their spouse/significant other. Verbal abuse is no longer recognized in most of society because derogatory terms like "bitch" and "ass" are casually thrown into dinner conversations. I hear so often complaints about how unappreciated people are or how they don't get the love and respect they deserve and they are just gonna have to find better.
People have asked me for years how we do it and honestly, it's not that hard...
First and foremost, Yah (Psalm 68:4) is the head of our marriage. Secondly, my husband and I both read our Bibles. We embrace Ephesians 5:22-29, 1 Timothy 2:12, Numbers 30:6-8 in our relationship and we strive to be righteous. We love each other and we trust each other and we do what we do for each other because as husband and wife, that is our duty to each other. We build each other up when society fights so hard to tear everyone down. Quitting is never an option, cleaved together as one flesh, we're in it for the long haul, even it we don't ALWAYS like each other as much as we love. I hear so many women beating up on their husbands for being lazy or vice versa. And some even venture to question why I don't feel the same. My husband is disabled and I work. It doesn't make him lazy or stupid or any less of a man, it just means he can't work so I do. It's not a competition to see who does more, it's a team effort to have the best life that we can - together. It's been great so far. <3 a="" and="" as="" besides="" dull="" free="" i="" job.="" love="" moment="" my="" never="" p="" public="" s="" therapist.="" there="">
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