{ Thank your Mr. Tuesday }

"Do the MADDY face...you're so cute when you're mad." 

- my husband

Lately, as in....the last year of our marriage, I've become the nagging wife. I mean, its probably not that bad, but in my defense, sometimes I feel like my man doesn't take me seriously and... I end up crying. Then I realize that its probably because I'm being ridiculous.

I've realized that I have become that woman who gets really upset when her husband throws his stuff on the table after a long day of work, that she just cleaned. And harps on him about it. Who gets upset when her husband lets the toothpaste bottle get water all over it without cleaning it and leaves it on the counter. And harps on him about it. Who also gets upset when he makes a request for her to try keeping her word, or showing love to him by cooking for him more often, or not making him feel less than by interrupting him or making fun of him in front of others. 

Yes... I do these things.

That is a hard pill to swallow!

Recently, it has struck me: I have such a good life. I have such a good husband. Who really loves me. Who lovingly and devotedly provides for me without complaint. Whos main focus is to make sure I'm happy, and being the best I can be. Who always, and I mean, always supports me in anything I want to do (thats within reason lol). Who always makes me feel as though I can conquer the world. Who faithfully holds up and looks after his family, doing everything he can (literally) to make our lives better.

It got me thinking. Instead of using my words in a negative way - I should use them in a positive way. (DUH) Instead doing things that have a negative impact, I should put much more effort into doing things that will bring a positive impact. (What a revelation!) 

But, for real: Not just for me, not just for us. For him. Because, he is a very good man, and an excellent husband. And I want to bless him.

This Tuesday, I want to say thank you to my husband for helping me see the better in me. =0) Love you Froggie

~

A few scriptures I've been inspired by:

A quarrelsome wife is like a constant dripping on a rainy day;

Proverbs 27:15

Houses and wealth are inherited from parents, but a prudent wife is from the LORD.

Proverbs 19:14

The wise woman builds her house, but with her own hands the foolish one tears hers down.

Proverbs 14:1

A wife of noble character is her husband's crown, but a disgraceful wife is like decay in his bones.

Proverbs 12:4

{ Thank your Mr. Tuesday }

"That side is sleeky."

(He was trying to say the side was 'slick.')

I guess i'm a bit silly for not realizing that when we met - we could barely understand each other (to the point we mostly communicated with our own raw form of sign language in order to describe things or what we were trying to say) ...and that this might be a problem. Needless to say, we misinterpreted each other for probably the first 1 1/2 year of our relationship. But the most interesting thing about this - is it didn't have an effect on our want to be together.

See, the Hubs is native-born Brazilian. And though he studied three years of English before he came to the US - it wasn't completely enough. But, being as smart and intuitive as he is - he caught on very quick. (and as a side note: he became fluent in Spanish within three months :) Probably because Portuguese and Spanish are both Latin based languages, but still. So, in the beginning especially - there was this lovely language barrier. However, looking back now I realize something. We were both incredibly gracious and patient with each other. I mean, on our second date he asked about a bracelet I was wearing which has words on plates connected together like: courage, family, honor, charity, faith etc. I was trying to explain to him that I wear it because it reminds me of the most important things in life - and encourages me to be more like Jesus. He thought I was saying 'I am like Jesus.' Huh?

Anyways, apparently that didn't bother him enough to think im a freak and walk away. Why not I wonder? I can't explain it. We just didn't wan't to be without each other. (PS - now he understands my true meaning.) And I think that so much of that love for each other and the even stronger love for eachother today was bread from having patience. So, today I would like to say, that even after 2 years and 2 1/2 months - my husband still remains one of the most patient, most gracious person I know on this planet. Literally.

We're not perfect. We still have our misunderstandings and small fits of "I want it my way". But, if its one thing that takes me by surprise every time, its his seemingly endless patience with me and my crazy ways. I knew I couldn't find a better man who was willing to take me for who I am. Thank you for all of your patience honey. I love you.

Second date :) 1/3/08
aww look! we were just two kiddos then!


ps..i know the post was made on wednesday instead of tuesday - dont hate! :D

{ Thank your Mr. Tuesday }

Tuesdays should be our "Thank Your Husband Day". The beginning of the week can be a bit hard, adjusting to the week life after the weekend. I'm thinking I might make a tribute to my husband every Tuesday. Or another man in your life you love, and would like to thank. Today, I'd like to say He is an Honorable man, who loves the Lord. I love everything about him. And I think he is so good for me, because he is very focused and driven. I am so blessed to have him part of my life. I love you honey.

With all my heart...

I'll follow you, honor you...

serve you, Love you.


All my life.

3.10.2008

Beautiful days...

Listening To: 'All of Creation' by MercyMe

This week has been a bit tough. Every once in a while a feeling of panic will wash over me. Its amazing that even in the midst of my free time which is quite enjoyable (something I'm sure we all love!) I still feel this random hit of uncertainty and fear. It doesn't last long..just reminds me.

I have laid down for sleep giggly as a young child on Christmas Eve, waking up ready for the day and excited for what ever is coming next (and to be able to work on my little projects). But...theres still that unsettling lack of peace. Sometimes, it lasts through the day - coming and going. And I realized - I might be a praying person, who prays throughout the day... but have I dedicated my day to Jesus? I was so moved by this feeling of fear and uncertainty that came again that I just kneeled down and gave it all up. All my plans, all my fears, all my sin or rebellion, all my hurt. How miraculous the peace is when you give these things to God. Especially at the beginning of the day. How many of us can count the numerous times we've put God first - and went to bed thinking, 'Gosh today turned out better than I expected.' or 'Today was incredible!' 

I would like to say that I am so sorry to Jesus for being rebellious and selfish with my time. I know that must hurt God, and I ask for His forgiveness. And I am sure He does forgive me, as He promises. What love!

Thats a way to start the day, right? Have a blessed one!

Running with the Wind

Something is happening..and I am so ready for it.

Listening to: River Flows in You by Yiruma (Bella's Lullaby)

I lost my job on Monday. After the shock began to fade, I started to realize something incredibly possible: God has given me a new opportunity to wholeheartedly pursue my dream. 

As most of you know, I recently posted a blog about a yearning in my heart to address the gifts God has given me, and pursue a dream of mine I've had and can not forget since as long as I can remember. I had to believe God let this happen for a reason - that the plan is so far beyond my current circumstances. When I started to see it ..I just began to cry with joy and started praising God for what I hope this new season holds.

I know the news of losing my job was hard on my husband, who has worked so hard to support the house, as well as go to school full-time. Me having another very well-paying job has definitely helped us move towards our goals. Even though he was good at concealing it, I know he was worried. I walked into the room later that day to see him going through the budget on the computer. ....I don't want to be selfish in my endeavor. I just want what God wants. If its what God wants I know God will provide the way, or open another door. I've spent the last fews days looking at this from every angle and can only come to two conclusions: Either this is what God wants for my life - or He is going to teach me that I have nothing to regret, that this wasn't His plan for me and I'll be able to move on with full peace about it and the wondering wont bother me again.

I later talked to my husband about this idea to make sure we were in agreement. I know he is going to school because he is trying to make a better life for us for the future. He would like to be able to provide for the home comfortably so that we can have children and I can stay home with them as they grow - something we both strongly desire. To my honest astonishment, he completely supports me. I was expecting less than that. Not because my husband has this kind of demeaning character - not at all. He is a realist, and I can be quite the daydreamer. I thank God so much for him because he is a very lively man with aspirations, and is very driven. However, he is a bit better at setting goals and reaching them than I have been in the past and he has truly helped me measure these things.

I would be lying if I did not say I am scared. I wonder what the near future is going to be like. I'm not sure how the details are going to work out. I know I have a vision in my mind, but I have to know it may not happen at all like I imagine. I have to lean on God and God alone. Everyday I know I must be in prayer - I must seek His will. Which is much easier said than done. But, if I'm not looking to God completely and try to fashion these grand things in my own hands, I know it will fail. Even if I were to do it that way and they did not fail - I will have missed out on the most important things that God shows us when we remain close to him. I am worried, because this field doesnt have the most pleasant people in it. I've been in it a bit before and only had a taste of some of the hard things about it. That does scare me. I don't want to lose myself in this crazy world I'm going into and I question if God wants me in that situation. Then I remember that Jesus is within me. He is with me everywhere I go and I should not fear man. God can use me there, if I let him and if its His will. Even knowing this truth, at this point, I still waiver between the possibilities...

But I know I have to go towards these mountains and begin climbing them, to really find where God wants to use these gifts He has given me. He is the wind and I am going to run with Him. God protect, provide, prepare and guide me and my family - In Jesus name, Amen.

Endless Thank You to my Da-da Mark, and Momma Mary who have always encouraged and supported my dreams - no matter how extravagant they are!