Do I see him the way God sees him?
Because: God sees him as precious.
Precious.
Fearfully and wonderfully made…by God Himself.
I have him for only such a short time. I do not even know how short. And I wasn’t chosen just to be his housemaid, or his business partner…but his wife. His bride. His friend.
To have and to…
hold.
I look over this morning. His chestnut hair falls across his forehead. He is so still. So quiet. So handsome. It all seems so simple here…before the beeping.
But it’s a choice: Who will I rise to be today?
Today, could I bend a little lower,
speak a little softer,
wait a little longer
kiss a little slower?
To fall in love. To fall like leaves, in surrender. To fall to my knees, becoming tender.
For I am his, and he is mine. And the banner over us is Love.
[Your turn! I am challenging you to participate in the”Fall In Love” challenge. All you have to do is to share in the comment section one thing you love about your spouse. Or, if you are blogger, you are doubly challenged to write a post endearing to your spouse and leave a link to it in the comment section.]
