Wow, this really has been a busy week. Graduation, graduation party, Magnolia Blossom Festival, baby shower, movies, motorcycles . . . I had so much fun, but I am tired. I will try to post some pictures later, but I am editing some wedding pictures (only about 700) so it may take a while.
Spending the past week with a lot of different people and watching them interact with one another has led me to this post. No one person in particular, just observing how different people really are.
Do you disagree with the things your husband says? Do you correct his every comment? Do you explain away his message with, “Oh, he doesn’t know what he is talking about?”
I watch, helplessly, as young women around me tear down their husbands and their marriage with their own hands. It’s heart-breaking to me. The constant stream of arguments that seem to punch their husbands in the gut sometimes knocking the wind out of them right before our eyes.
Everything from what he wears to what he says is under constant attack from the person that is supposed to love him the most.
Then these poor clueless girls are shocked when they are in divorce court. Amazed when they find out their husbands are cheating on them and disillusioned when they are forced to support a family alone. Smug when they see the woman he chose over them wasn’t any prettier, or thinner, or more amazing than they are . . . they just “liked” their husbands.
Think about when you were first dating your husband. . . . some of you might have to think way back. Did you go up to your girlfriends and tell them what a horrible dresser he was? Did you tell people how lazy he was or how ugly? No, you went on and on about how amazing he was, or how cute he looked on the football field last night.
It always made ME feel good to tell my girlfriends what a great boyfriend I had. Have you really forgotten how complimenting your man made YOU feel?
One time I asked Santa what he thought my best quality was and honestly, I was shocked by his response.
Was it eyes? I do have some pretty gorgeous eyes.
Was it smile? My teeth are kinda straight. Was it legs?
What was my best quality?
Santa said, “Agreeable.”
Yes, Santa said the best thing about me was that I was agreeable. I agree with him.
Do I always agree? No . . . but I don’t ALWAYS disagree, either. And if Santa says something in front of other people, I am careful that if I don’t agree, I try to keep my mouth shut.
The Bible has this to say about a quarrelsome wife:
If this is not enough to convince you, try it for yourself. Agree with your husband for one day . . or even one hour, heck just try it with ONE thing he says!
Watch and see his reaction when you agree with something your husband says. Make eye contact with him when you do and you will see a difference. Agreeing with your husband on just one thing today, could change the rest of your week. If it does change your week . . . try changing the things you say ABOUT him to other people.
Leave me a comment and let me know what happens.