Marriage Monday: Honor Your Husband
30 Day Honor Your Husband Challenge
My husband, my hero is a shining example of Eph 5:25 Love your wife as Christ loved the church. Give yourself up for your wife. Christ loved the Church by sacrificing himself for her, by his passion, death and resurrection. The implication is that husbands should die for their wives if necessary. I have no doubt that my husband would die for me in an instant–there would be no thought–it would be an innate immediate action because it is part of his character and his devotion to me.
Ronnie has comforted and encouraged me moment by moment trying to anticipate my emotional needs during this family crisis. It has brought us very close. I can’t walk by him without a quick hug of gratitude.
He is my rock and his encouraging words were the only reason I allowed them to take me into the OR last Friday. He watched me in ICU looking “worse than someone in a coffin” (his words), he watched them remove the breathing tubes and me struggle to breath as they had to put them back in, he spent hours on the phone with each of our out-of-state children (watching every word as not to upset them), he ran back and forth from the hospital several times each day, he slept each night with our little boys comforting them as they cried for mommy, he brought me flowers, and a giant fluffy teddy bear. He made corny jokes when he knew I needed to laugh.
Then he brought me home. He is doing everything around here since I’m unable to lift anything. Every time I sit down he is there with pillows and blankets trying to make me comfortable, bringing me food and drink on TV trays. He stroked my hair and held a wet towel to my neck as I vomited; he reminds me to take my medications and temperature. He has taken over all the Heart of Wisdom business and screens every phone call protecting me from stress. He has warned everyone (including our children) not to call our home unless it’s positive news. He is making daily trips to the pharmacy, cooking, cleaning, bathing children, feeding children and horses, running errands, sweeping, and all with never a single word of complaint.
Yes, I do know how blessed I am. Thank you Sweetie, I love you!
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