They've been on my heart lately, and I've cried for these people daily. Then I hit my knees and remember that only by grace I am who I am and where I am. And I know I'm blessed.
And in the same breath, I am so happy, so grateful, for who the Lord has given me-- a husband that is so very patient (if I could posses a fraction of his patience I would be a better person) and full of grace (again, me: not gracious when talking to the librarian or when falling). That suffers long, will fight and die for Truth, that is incensed when women and children are mistreated. That comforts me when I think I cannot cry another single tear. I'm grateful that he will never leave--even to the grocery store-- without freshening up, that he'll never leave home in pajamas and that he doesn't even own a hoodie and sweatpants. I'm thankful that he's a detail-kind-of-guy when it comes to cars or remembering a relative we'd forgotten when Christmas shopping, that he has an opinion on the color I paint my toes and dye my hair, how I fix my makeup and the way a belted tunic looks with jeans and my figure. I'm thankful that he's a visionary with the mind to plan ahead without neglecting to trust. I'm thankful that he's a diligent employee, that he feels slothful when he's not working, that he possesses a reputation and skill that can be depended on. I'm thankful that he studies and studies, writes and writes, edits and edits long into the night, not settling for decency but continually striving for excellency. I'm so grateful that difficult things never intimidate him, rather he plunges headfirst. That he never settles. I'm thankful that he persevered and won me. And that I am his.
So, here's to you, Peter McCallum-- my beloved and best friend. Thank you for being all that you are.
-A.H.
Precious post. Made me cry. It's a awesome thing when a wife thinks the world of her husband.
ReplyDeleteThis is wonderful. I think if Peter ever needs to be encouraged, he should come here.
ReplyDeleteWhat a sweet post... I love reading your thoughts and wish that you lived closer... Missing you, and thankful to have met you ..
ReplyDeleteMuch love and hugs,
Carolyn
When you find a husband like that, it's like finding a priceless jewel. And as a wife responds to her husband in a Godly way, he becomes even more precious.
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