My wife turns 30 today! She’s no longer a 20-something. You’ll always be younger than me.
I’m so grateful for such an amazing wife. I’ve posted several posts over the last 2 weeks about what she means to me, and how important she is to me. I can’t seem to ever find the right words to properly define it. She’s just awesome.
Her compassion is tangible, and helps me keep my focus on what’s really important in life. I may laugh when she cries at commercials and movies, but that is usually to hold back my emotion. I’ve known her for 18 years, I guess her compassion has rubbed off a little. I’m grateful.
One day, when we were first married, I showed her photo to a customer of mine. He immediately said, “you married way out of your league”. To which I agreed immediately, and continue to to this day.
She is such an amazing person, never mind an awesome mom and wife, but she alone is awesome.
Happy birthday hunny! I look forward to growing real old with you!
Oh, so many years ago, I fell in love with this girl. She was cute, blonde curly hair, with braces.
It was love at first sight.
Over the years, she and I grew together, I got to watch this girl turn into a beautiful woman. She has become a strong force for love, a beacon of life, and always bringing laughter into my life, and into others’.
I am so excited for April 14th, as I can celebrate her 30th birthday, a birthday of an amazing woman.
She is an amazing mom, one I couldn’t have imagined. She is the perfect mom for my children.
It kills me, and maybe this is where April Fools fit in. I do whatever I can to please her, it’s just an uncontrollable urge, I need to make her happy, I need to make her laugh.
Who I am is simply a part of who we are.
You complete me.
One day, my 8-year-old son wrote two notes. Being the attentive parents that we are (more my wife than I), we confiscated the notes. One note was to one friend, Bob, and said basically that I’m not your friend anymore, and you’re not Mike’s friend either, and only Mike and I are best friends. The second note was to Mike, and said not to be Bob’s friend anymore. He even signed the one to Bob: Love (crossed out) Jeremiah.
Before heading to work, I talked to him about it. I asked what’s going on, and he said that Bob made fun of Mike’s shoes so he’s mean. I tried explaining that people will be mean to him for life, it happens all the time, and the best thing to do is to accept this fact, and don’t fight back, rather move on. He didn’t like that answer. Then I asked him what he thought Jesus would do. He wasn’t sure so I explained that Jesus said to love your enemy.
He slapped his forehead and didn’t believe me. He left the room and came back with his Bible, and said show me (I love his eagerness to know the truth, and not simply trust my word for it). So I turned to Matthew 5:44 and read a few lines. He then wanted to see it and read it himself. I said read all the way to verse 48. He was bewildered.
I then headed off to work, but told him to think about it, and what it means to him.
My wife texted me a little later and said she and him had a conversation about it as well, and he couldn’t understand why the Bible would say that. It doesn’t make any sense! And alas, that’s the truth, sometimes the Bible doesn’t make any sense, but regardless its the truth.
Explore 1 Corinthians 13, what is Love? It’s not an emotion, it is action. Love is something to do, and doesn’t care what your mood is or how bad the other person is. In its perfection, Love is unconditional.
This made me think long and hard that day and since. How am I loving my enemies? Well, I don’t think I have any, I’m an easy person to get along with, and I seriously can’t think of anyone who I’d call my enemy.
Then I got thinking some more.
It’s easy for me to love my wife, and my kids, and my friends.But…
What about that stranger I’m behind in the grocery store who has 20 items in the express 12 items or less lane. Am I acting in Love when I grumble under my breath loud enough so they hear me?
What about that person I just clash with, our personalities are oil and water, we just can’t seem to get along so I avoid them. Is that Love to avoid them? It makes my life easy, but is Love selfish?
What about that family member that drives me nuts with their conversations, and their attitude. Easy for me to blow them off and ignore them. Am I Loving?
What about that person who I think is trying to be my friend? Since I don’t need any more friends, or see value in becoming their friend, I act polite and walk away as fast as I can. Love?
This is a tough one. Sometimes I think it’s easy, or almost romantic to say “I love my enemy”, but what about those who aren’t our enemies? Are we still loving them?