There is a blog post I read several weeks ago that has stayed on my mind...and I asked my friend if she would mind if I posted it here on my blog...it was just so beautiful to me. She speaks of a genuine love for her husband-- beyond all the 'fantasy' of 'romanticism' that we all tend to dream of, hope for, and sometimes EXPECT from our husband and in our marriage. Truly, "LOVE" goes BEYOND affection, attraction, and the emotional and physical traits that iniatally bring two together. LOVE is commitment. LOVE is devotion, loyality, and trust. LOVE is honesty and selflessness...the list goes on and on...unending in its service to the one that is 'loved'; and in marriage, LOVE is the life shared together--growing and learning--and STAYING...Being there...and LOVE is memories <3
When we embrace the REALITY of genuine LOVE and LIFE and RELATIONSHIPS, we find we are far Less Discontented. When we cherish the time and the people and the circumstances we've been given on this side of eternity, we can enjoy the richness and the fullness and the beauty of our existance :)
Here is my friend's blog:
(from Into Still Waters)
I Didn’t Marry My Soul Mate February 8, 2010 by Rina
I didn’t marry a man who likes what I like.
I didn’t marry a man who wants what I want.
I didn’t marry a romantic man or a rich man, or a man who loves to cuddle.
I didn’t marry a man who meets all of my needs, understands me completely, or can finish my sentences.
I didn’t marry my soul mate.
I married a man who has been with me for almost ten years. I married a man who has laughed with me, cried with me and held my hand through the birth of five children and the death of another. I married a man who doesn’t understand me, but is willing to listen. I married a man who has seen me at my worst, and loved me anyway. I married the father of my children.
I didn’t marry my soul mate.
I married the only man who knows my children the way that I know them. I married the only man who remembers me as a blushing bride and a first time mother. I married the only man who saw my tumble off our marital bed and still laughs about it. I married the only man who knows which pillow is my favorite and which side of the bed I like to sleep on. I married the only man who can look at my children with the love of a parent who sees himself in their eyes.
I didn’t marry my soul mate.
A few moments ago, my youngest son came to me, holding a picture from our wedding day. In it, my husband and I are kissing. My son smiled up at me and said “That’s Mommy and Daddy!” What a beautiful thing, for a child to hold his parents, together. In a picture, and in life.
I didn’t marry my soul mate.
I married my husband. And somehow, that’s enough.
I wish I could write such a 'tribute' to My husband :) But, that's what our LOVE is...18 years of living and loving and sharing...the birth of 4 children (the loss of 1) --ups and downs; good times and bad times; easy times and hard times; times of grand celebration and times of great devastation--all shared together in one beautiful strong LOVE...
*A JOYful Thought* LOVE is...YHWH, therefore is eternal :) We have been given the ability to experience the GREAT ETERNAL YHWH in a way that no other part of His living creation is able...and we are able to share it together--Now--and ETERNALLY <3 What a gift! What a JOYful thought! :)
When we embrace the REALITY of genuine LOVE and LIFE and RELATIONSHIPS, we find we are far Less Discontented. When we cherish the time and the people and the circumstances we've been given on this side of eternity, we can enjoy the richness and the fullness and the beauty of our existance :)
Here is my friend's blog:
(from Into Still Waters)
I Didn’t Marry My Soul Mate February 8, 2010 by Rina
I didn’t marry a man who likes what I like.
I didn’t marry a man who wants what I want.
I didn’t marry a romantic man or a rich man, or a man who loves to cuddle.
I didn’t marry a man who meets all of my needs, understands me completely, or can finish my sentences.
I didn’t marry my soul mate.
I married a man who has been with me for almost ten years. I married a man who has laughed with me, cried with me and held my hand through the birth of five children and the death of another. I married a man who doesn’t understand me, but is willing to listen. I married a man who has seen me at my worst, and loved me anyway. I married the father of my children.
I didn’t marry my soul mate.
I married the only man who knows my children the way that I know them. I married the only man who remembers me as a blushing bride and a first time mother. I married the only man who saw my tumble off our marital bed and still laughs about it. I married the only man who knows which pillow is my favorite and which side of the bed I like to sleep on. I married the only man who can look at my children with the love of a parent who sees himself in their eyes.
I didn’t marry my soul mate.
A few moments ago, my youngest son came to me, holding a picture from our wedding day. In it, my husband and I are kissing. My son smiled up at me and said “That’s Mommy and Daddy!” What a beautiful thing, for a child to hold his parents, together. In a picture, and in life.
I didn’t marry my soul mate.
I married my husband. And somehow, that’s enough.
I wish I could write such a 'tribute' to My husband :) But, that's what our LOVE is...18 years of living and loving and sharing...the birth of 4 children (the loss of 1) --ups and downs; good times and bad times; easy times and hard times; times of grand celebration and times of great devastation--all shared together in one beautiful strong LOVE...
*A JOYful Thought* LOVE is...YHWH, therefore is eternal :) We have been given the ability to experience the GREAT ETERNAL YHWH in a way that no other part of His living creation is able...and we are able to share it together--Now--and ETERNALLY <3 What a gift! What a JOYful thought! :)
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