We know that our husbands love us. They work hard so we can do important stuff like buy groceries and wear clothes. They occasionally do things like make the bed or wash the dishes, just because. And they make our kids smile in a way that we can only dream of.
Our husbands show love towards us in a million little ways. On Valentine's Day, it's easy for us to communicate that all those little ways don't add up to a hill of beans. We deeply desire a romantic evening away from dirty laundry and needy kids. We want candy or flowers or jewelry. Sometimes, we don't even want anything in particular, we just want something.
On this lovely day, it is important for me to remember that the world is not about me. Don't you hate that? This day really should be about me. I mean, my husband could care less about paper hearts or poetic cards. It's not exactly his "thing".
Still, I'm sure he would enjoy a short note of appreciation left on the seat of his car or some heart-shaped homemade treats. He would be touched by my going out of my way to make him feel special, no matter how small the gesture. If I'm busy thinking about how I can bless my husband, then I might not be wasting my time dreaming up new ways for him to bless me.
My husband deeply desires to make me happy, so today I will be joyful.
I will try to see my situation as part of God's plan and other people as objects of His grace.
I will resist the temptation to complain.
I will communicate how thankful I am for my husband and all he does.
I will let him love me in his own way, without expectations.
I will smile.
I will love him.