I am extremely blessed to have James in my life, to be
married to him, to be mother to his children. I worried back when our
relationship was new that one day we would get bored or boring, that the spark
would fade and we would just live with each other in a dull routine. He promised to me many years ago that it would
not happen to us, as it does to others. He promised a “non-boring” life and a
“non-boring” life is what I have! Now one might say it’s the three children and
their busy schedules that keep it lively, but I disagree.
The “non-boring” part
is when I wake in the morning, and the first this he does is call me “baby.” He
sends me a simple text, “lunch?” He always greets me with a kiss. He tells me
how proud of me he is. He laughs with me. He accepts me. He makes me feel
important. He knows me. He loves me! These little, seemingly insignificant,
things keep it interesting for me. I don’t need worldly vacations, romantic
dinners, or expensive gifts to keep the love alive. I just need him to be with
me.
Our children do keep us busy, but they are not the reason we
stay strong. They will be out of the house and our daily lives one day (sooner
than I realize) and it will just be us again. We knew long ago that we couldn’t
just live for our kids because then what would bind us when they are gone? We
love them to infinity and beyond, but they are just a blessing and result of
our immense love for one another. I told him yesterday that we make a good
team, the best team. With him, I can be my best.
We thank God daily for our blessings. We cover each other in prayer. We seek God together. I have to believe that in doing so, we draw closer to God, and to each other. We go to church together and hold hands
anytime we pray. He said to me early on that if we are to be one, we should
pray as one.
Mark 10:7-9 says “For this reason a man will leave his
father and mother and be united to his wife, and the two shall become one
flesh. So they are no longer two, but one flesh. Therefore what God has joined
together, let no one separate.”
God blessed me more than I can ever know when He sent His
Son to save me. Sending James to me was probably the second biggest blessing
that I also view as an act of His saving grace.
Martina McBride
“Blessed”
“Blessed”
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