This past week has been a stressful one for both Daniel and I. Daniel is nearing the end of his semester–with all the accompanying projects that go along with it. So he’s been busy with an economics project, building a model to predict entrepreneurial activity–and I’ve been…
I’ve been broken, needy, clingy.
I try to give him space to get his work done, but sometimes I forget. And sometimes he sees through my attempts to stay busy, recognizes the tears building inside of me.
And despite his own stress, he tenderly cares for me.
I don’t have an itemized list this week–not everything needs to be shared with the world.
But know this–I am so thankful for the man God has given me as husband.
He sacrifices himself for me. He listens to me. He holds me when I cry. He prays for me. He loves me.
In Daniel, I encounter a taste of the love my Heavenly Bridegroom has for me.
Thank You, Lord, for blessing me with this man, my husband. And thank You, Lord, for being the Perfect Husband after which every imperfect earthly husband is named.