I mean, I really, really, love him.
A lot.
I bet you are waiting for the but . . .
But . . .
there isn't one.
Is he perfect?
Nope.
But he's fine.
He is funny.
He works hard.
He treats me well.
And he still loves me after my hormonal monster messes.
Yep, I love my husband.
Have you been loving yours lately?
Love is a choice. It isn't easy. Lust is easy and we have had plenty of that too.
But love,
love . . .
agape . . .
laying down our desires, our very lives, for the needs, for the wants of another . . . even when they don't deserve it . . .
well, that is hard.
But that is where we come to the end of ourselves, where the flesh can die, and Christ can reign, where selfishness subsides and Peace can impart.
That is when we truly start to get a glimpse of heaven.
And my heaven is mighty fine.
