He shows me the tangible love of God

My husband served our family in so many loving ways this weekend. I think he could see I was on overwhelm and needed it.

Friday night he persuaded me we needed to have a romantic comedy DVD night in bed after the kids were asleep. This is extra-special because I love watching movies and usually have a larger appetite for it than he does, so him initiating it is a treat. I mentioned that we didn't have a suitable netflix movie (because when we go on trips we stock up on kids' movies for the flights and we hadn't refreshed our stock since the last journey). I suggested that maybe I should work on voting decisions and school prep instead, but he waved those objections aside, saying I looked like I needed a break, and went off to Blockbuster. We laughed and smiled together at 50 First Dates, despite all the objectionable content. It had some very funny and romantic moments. They could have gotten rid of two awful characters and it would have been a better movie, but we had fun with it anyway.

Saturday morning my husband repaired both toilets that had been bothering us with improper refilling. In the afternoon, he sorted through lots of papers that had accumulated, to make sure we weren't missing something crucial we needed to take care of (normally my job). That evening, he took our son out to Laser Quest for a 10th birthday celebration with the guys (4 dads and 7 boys). He took everyone for pizza and ice cream afterwards. I didn't have to go or do a thing about it (having organized it ahead of time).

Sunday morning, he went to church early to practice bass, helped lead the congregation in worship, and then offered to take the kids to lunch if it would help me. I wanted to stick together, so we ate lunch together, then I got to drive home on my own and get a few moments of peace and quiet before the crew descended in the other car.

Later that afternoon, he thought of a delicious meal the whole family would enjoy, shopped for it, and cooked it. In addition, he baked oatmeal cookies, with chocolate chips in half just because I like them (even though he doesn't much).

It was a weekend full of selfless blessing for no special reason. Just because he loves me. No strings attached. Tangible demonstrations of servanthood and cherishing. I see the kindness and mercy of God in my husband. And it makes me want to love him back all the more.