When I say that title I have to be honest. My mind immediately goes to anything chocolate especially since We’ve been grilling and steaming veggies and I’ve gone gluten free for health reasons. Chocolate is my vice!But, that’s a totally different blog post. Today is all about the dishes.
I have an amazing husband. Really. When I tell you about him he will almost seem to be a made up figment of my imagination. He’s so great that It physically hurts my heart when beautiful women get knocked up and or abused and or married to the wrong guy! It’s all because I know that God has the same kind of blessing he’s given me for everyone who follows Him! But, that too is another blog post.
My hubby helps me homeschool. In fact, he homeschools two days a week! He does his own laundry when I get behind. He takes care of the yard. He works. He takes the kids here and there if I have something else to do. He has grilled two nights in a row this week. He is truly amazing! He even does the dishes sometimes. I can say that we honestly split the work 50:50. So… When I open up the kitchen cabinets and I find the dishes like this…
I simply do this…
Because it’s totally worth it! I didn’t feel well last night and he did the dishes and made dinner and got our daughter out of the bathtub and dressed all while I laid on the couch! Moving a few dishes around the way I want them later is totally worth it to me! I don’t complain. He’s happy to help and I’m happy to have the help!
I use to complain. But one day While I was griping to The Lord while I was moving the serving spoons to the correct drawer and the cooking spoons to the correct drawer I was convicted. Basically The Lord just convicted me about the following:
I’m not perfect either.
My husband didn’t have to do the dishes at all.
I’m not being thankful, I’m being critical.
I’m not honoring my husband.
And ultimately, all the dishes will end up dirty again and in the wrong spot again and at some point the vicious cycle of complaining while moving things around to where I want them has to stop. After all, my husband is not a paid employee. He’s my partner!
That kinda hurt! Just a little. Ok, a lot. Now I need to fix this.
Whether you gripe to your spouse or gripe to The Lord about your spouse or gripe to your friends about your spouse… Stop!
You and your spouse are on the same team and if you’re not, you need to be! Go to church together. Talk to each other. Be open. Don’t shut down and keep your feelings to yourself. Pray for your spouse. Work on yourself. You can’t change your spouse, but God can. You have to work on you and see the things in you that aren’t ok. Then, you need to pray for your spouse and pray blessings over his or her life and allow God… I said allow God to do the what He does best.
I really want you to remember that your spouse has feelings. He or she is not your maid or your do boy or do girl. Grace must be found in marriage and communication in a kind and loving way is an absolute must!
What makes me an expert? Conviction of the Holy Spirit and a happy marriage.
Today, though this was a strong post, I truly want to encourage you. I encourage you to be a virtuous wife or husband. I encourage you to allow God to work miracles. I encourage you to let go a little… Or a lot and begin to enjoy all the wonderful things and people God has blessed you with! Please don’t be down on yourself if this describes you. Just begin to allow God to do His thing in you… And your spouse.
I leave you today with one of my favorite scriptures. I prayed this over me and my husband everyday before we ever met. I still pray this now and I pray it over my son and his God designed wife and my daughter and her God designed husband and I have since the day I became pregnant with each of them. (They’re still only 8 & 5)
(from the mother of a king)
“Oh, son of mine, what can you be thinking of! Child whom I bore! The son I dedicated to God! Don’t dissipate your virility on fortune-hunting women, promiscuous women who shipwreck leaders. “Leaders can’t afford to make fools of themselves, gulping wine and swilling beer, Lest, hung over, they don’t know right from wrong, and the people who depend on them are hurt. Use wine and beer only as sedatives, to kill the pain and dull the ache Of the terminally ill, for whom life is a living death. “Speak up for the people who have no voice, for the rights of all the down-and-outers. Speak out for justice! Stand up for the poor and destitute!” A good woman is hard to find, and worth far more than diamonds. Her husband trusts her without reserve, and never has reason to regret it. Never spiteful, she treats him generously all her life long. She shops around for the best yarns and cottons, and enjoys knitting and sewing. She’s like a trading ship that sails to faraway places and brings back exotic surprises. She’s up before dawn, preparing breakfast for her family and organizing her day. She looks over a field and buys it, then, with money she’s put aside, plants a garden. First thing in the morning, she dresses for work, rolls up her sleeves, eager to get started. She senses the worth of her work, is in no hurry to call it quits for the day. She’s skilled in the crafts of home and hearth, diligent in homemaking. She’s quick to assist anyone in need, reaches out to help the poor. She doesn’t worry about her family when it snows; their winter clothes are all mended and ready to wear. She makes her own clothing, and dresses in colorful linens and silks. Her husband is greatly respected when he deliberates with the city fathers. She designs gowns and sells them, brings the sweaters she knits to the dress shops. Her clothes are well-made and elegant, and she always faces tomorrow with a smile. When she speaks she has something worthwhile to say, and she always says it kindly. She keeps an eye on everyone in her household, and keeps them all busy and productive. Her children respect and bless her; her husband joins in with words of praise: “Many women have done wonderful things, but you’ve outclassed them all!” Charm can mislead and beauty soon fades. The woman to be admired and praised is the woman who lives in the Fear-of- God. Give her everything she deserves! Festoon her life with praises! (Proverbs 31:2-31 MSG)