Y’all know me. I am huge fan of my husband, he’d kind … loving … such a big heart. He has taught me so much about being a servant though. No seriously. How? Well let me tell you: He sucks at doing the dishes. I know, i know such a thing to pick about but bear with me.
He does the dishes for me constantly. He does the clothes. He dusts. He cleans bathrooms. He does it all – without a grump. Without a complaint.
I grew up……………..lets just say differently. Gender roles were a big thing in our family. Women did this and that (insert what you want) because it was their job. Men did this (whatever) cause its their job – plus the women had to clean up after the men…why? Cause they didn’t know how to do it right. Do you get my topic yet?
see … we … ha. I … I have a control problem.
I know I know
But seriously. When I used to see my husband doing the dishes? I would do them again…“correctly“. In front of him.
No words at that shining moment.
No see heres where it gets worse – I know his love language is serving. So me doing that? Double slam in the face. Nope. no shining moments here for Jess.
I am still in shock this man loves me sometimes.
Then something changed and I started to see him like
God saw him. How
God sees us.
We definitely don’t do things right – not even close. But thats not the point right? Its the fact that we are doing things for God – that shows the love right? God doesn’t come down and try to fix what we mess up right? He lets us make our mistakes – teaches us when needed and loves us through it.
He lets us love Him and serve Him on our terms (according to the bible of course) – thats part of the free will that He gives us ya know? So who am I to tell my husband he’s loving me wrong?