This morning I got up early (5:30) to get some things done before the day really began. It was great...I got a lot accomplished. I was going along perfectly wonderfully and then in a blink of an eye, my attitude changed. I remembered a task that I needed to do for my husband. Don't get me wrong...I love to do things for him, but this one bothered me.
I had to leave the house to do the errand for him. I get in the car. I drive to do the errand, all the while pouting. Why couldn't he get up and do this? Why is he still at home and I am the one out here? on and on...you get the idea....
On the way home from the errand, in a blink of an eye again, God began to show me all the great things that Ben does for me....for our family. How he is sacrificing to go to seminary. How he works hard to provided for us. How he lets me do just about anything and encourages me to have evenings out with friends. How generous he is all year, but nothing compared to what he does around Christmas time! How he indulges my desire for traditions for our kids to have. How he gives in to my thoughts on creating memories for our family.
In a blink of an eye, I praised God for giving me this opportunity to serve Ben...to take something off of his already loaded down plate...to visibly serve as his helpmate. This small task is what he needed for me to help him with. Why was I complaining (if not visibly, then in my heart)?
HE changed my perspective in the blink of an eye and I am forever grateful!