This weekend, I used Kris’ Marriott points that he accumulates when he flies to luxurious vacation spots by working so hard for the family. After I arranged for the kids to spend the weekend with Falon and Janet (our friends and most awesome babysitters), I surprised him with a night downtown the big OKC. We woke up to the glorious phenomenon known as room service, and then, I sent Kris to an already scheduled massage at the spa.
Sorry, men. I’m taken.
I need not gloat that much in my wifely awesomeness. I realized it had been entirely too long since I did something special for Kris. I recognized I was becoming disgruntled with me not being the center of his attention. With me not being catered to or lavished with some fun surprise. I was focusing on me. After all, I AM growing a person, right?
In my discontentedness, I began to evaluate myself as a spouse. Have I thought beyond myself lately to do anything out of the ordinary for Kris?
I knew the answer.
So, I made a choice to step outside myself, my wants, my stuff and do something all about him. Because, I love him. I love being married to him. HE matters.
In serving my husband this way, my discontentment seemed to fade. Because, I served him. This is true in most every area of our life. When we step outside of our stuff and serve something or somebody else, we take our eyes off of that stuff.
And, we become content – fulfilled – again.
It’s how Jesus Christ lived His life. He so loved us that HE gave.
It was a great time together. He makes me laugh. Really laugh. When I asked him Saturday night to carry me to bed, he responded this way, despite the look of fear in his eyes:
“Uh, okay. Just let me stretch a little first.”
Oh, I love that man.