Our marriage has been under attack for years. We have been through so much. There is one thing we can agree on. God has been The One to hold us together.
God has put a love in my heart for this stubborn man and He’s put a love in my husband’s heart for this impossible woman!
If it wasn’t for God doing work in our lives, I wouldn’t even be writing here at all.
I shouted, “Let me in!” I cried, “Why do you have these walls built so high?” I tried to tell my husband for years what I needed.
I felt as if he never heard me. (Probably because he didn’t.)
My husband only was able to hear me when my spirit was finally quiet.
The problem with my spirit getting quieter was that part of me was giving up on believing we’d ever have a real, honest, deep relationship with each other.
Today my husband painted my toenails.
This takes me being quiet and letting him love on me.
This takes me not correcting him when he’d miss the nail.
This takes me letting go of control and letting him brush side to side instead of how I’d do it.
This takes him listening to me when I tell him water on a paper towel may not take the paint off my skin as well and that a cotton ball and polish remover will work better.
This takes us both letting go of something and listening to each other to get somewhere better.
And I’d rather have this intimate time with him than perfectly painted toenails.
I’m praying over your marriage today, also.
God, please touch marriages everywhere and make them into the healthy, beautiful relationships You intended them to be. Please help us let hurts go and be trustworthy for each other. Please help us be transparent; not hiding anything from each other. Please remind us how to show respect to each other and speak softer when we feel upset. God, I pray now for marriages that have yet to happen. Please guide us to be the best husbands and wives we can be. Please give us more moments of husbands painting toenails. Thank You for marriage. We love you, Lord. In Jesus’ Name, Amen.