Thursday, July 30, 2009

Mental Defect

I have a sickness, a mental defect, if you will.

I LOVE school supplies--fresh, new, unsharpened pencils, crayons with perfect tips, new pencil pouches, neatly arranged colored pencils, binders screaming for fun scrapbook paper to be placed in their front covers to make them look all cutesy, RSVP pens in all colors,...




Maybe my mental defect stems from my elementary years. Our family would go to Ratcliffe's Books to purchase our workbooks that our school required for the year. Because it was a college bookstore, my eyes would wander to the other items the bookstore sold. Such excitement--everything was colorful and new!!!

Or maybe my mental defect stems from my need to have order. Unmarked workbooks, pages without eraser marks. No mistakes have been made in any books! How peaceful...




Or perhaps my mental defect stems from my public school teaching days. That first day of school with all those fresh school supplies was the last day of complete cleanliness and order for the entire school year.

Wherever it came from, my sickness is here in FULL force. I love the beginning of something new...something pure...something clean!!!

Wait a minute, those things I LOVE about new school supplies are just the things God does in our lives. His sweet mercy and grace takes us from the marred mess we are and makes us new, pure, and clean! What a beautiful gift!!!

Thursday, July 23, 2009

Marriage Workout

Is your marriage out-of-shape? Once a marriage has gotten to the point of sarcastic comments, empty threats, non-communication, it's hard to know what to do to get it back to the way it once was. It's not like you can hire a marriage trainer who can come into your home and correct your bad habits and strengthen your marriage by creating good habits. Yes, you can see a counselor, but the work is on you. Maybe your marriage is not in that bad of shape, but you know it needs a little more work than you've been putting into it.

I recently had a friend who was struggling in her marriage. Here's some advice I gave her (plus a little more):

If your husband enjoys a neat and tidy home (and you're not typically inclined to have it that way), 30 minutes before he arrives home assign each family member a “zone” of the house to work quickly on! Not deep-cleaning, here, just sprucing up the place to let him feel good about coming home—dirty clothes, toys, dishes, & shoes put away, etc. If you do this correctly, by letting him know you’re all trying to make his workload lighter at home and that you appreciate how hard he works for your family (even if the work is self-imposed and you don’t necessarily think it needs to be done), he will feel more appreciated and less tired from doing all this himself.

Learn your husband's love language (get the book by Gary Chapman). Chances are he gives and receives love differently than you. For instance, my primary love language is acts of service. When Cowboy does the dishes, sweeps the floor, cleans the van, or makes the bed I feel SO loved by him. I know he does things like that to lighten my burden. His love languages are physical touch and quality time. When I sit with him on the couch and hold hands while watching a TV show or watching something on the laptop, it speaks volumes to him.

Men love to be praised and encouraged. Thank him for everything he does. Text him sweet nothings. Tell him he does a great job. Even if you don’t feel like he gives you words of encouragement, be the bigger person and use loving words to and about him.

If you're wanting to change your husband, beware! It seems like most of the work of “changing” your husband actually comes from changing your own attitude about and towards your husband. I know that sounds awful, but I’ve noticed it to be true in our marriage.

Go on a date! Find a babysitter or a family member to watch the kids and go out with your hubby!!! Let him know it’s important to you that you 2 continue to work on your own relationship. If you only have money for a sitter and not a date, get creative! You can go to a bookstore and enjoy some time together while looking at magazines and books. Looking at a Southern Living magazine while your hubby looks at Sports Illustrated probably wouldn't be your best choice, but you people are smart enough to make good date night reading selections.

Finally, the one that you might not want to hear: HAVE SEX! I’ve discovered that no matter how TIRED I am, sex is a very good thing for marriage. Extra grace seems to be extended after sex!

Enjoy getting back into shape!!!

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

SO Amazing


Today I'm just reflecting today on how good my husband is! Truly amazing!!!

We won a night's stay at a bed and breakfast about 6 months ago and we haven't gone yet. BUMMER, I know. Cowboy told me a couple days ago that he called, made the reservation, and was working on a babysitter! How fabulous is that? Get this-there was a cancellation for the honeymoon cottage for the night we booked, so since the lady felt sorry for us since we have 4 kids, she is letting us have it!!! I love that most of the US has less than 3 kids--it makes them take pity on the rest of us crazies! I don't need pity, but I'll take it in this case.

While we're on the husband topic, let me just say that I really try to be submissive to my husband's authority. However, I made a statement a few weeks ago in front of my parents that might have just shocked my Dad (or maybe not, because I am his daughter--outspoken nature and all).

We were talking about my short hair and how freeing it is. I said I realize it's not a glamorous, sexy thing, but it's SO do-able for me. Someone made the comment that men would never choose for us womenfolk to have short hair. I said I didn't really care what Cowboy thought of it, it was on MY body and I'm the one who has to deal with it.

By the way, Cowboy has never told me he likes/dislikes my hair a certain way and has also never asked me to do/not do anything in particular with it. I'm SO blessed!

He's also an amazing Daddy! I do not deserve this man, but am so glad God chose me for him anyway. OK, I'm finished bragging now.