to say what is in my heart. I love my husband. We are going through something a bit rough right now. And he so easily could tell me to smarted up and stop being silly. But he doesn't. Instead he listens to me as i go on about something neither of us is able to change. He lets me cry, and even sympathizes with me. He has a heart unlike anyone i've ever met. And in soo many ways that i can't even count, I can see exactly how he was created to fit me. Where i zig, he zags. Where i am weak he is strong.He meets the spots in me that are sore and tender from a life before Christ and he soothes them. I honestly feel that God put him here to hold me untill i get to heaven and can be healed by my creator, in heaven where there are not more tears.
If i could be a perfect wife, he would still be too good for me, yet here i am, weak and needy, sometimes broken and he has chosen to love.... me. I don't understand it. And to think, that Jesus sees me with nothing in the way, he sees into the very center of my being, all of the ugly, and loves me anyway. Today though still sad, I feel like a very loved, and very blessed woman.
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