“those kind of weeks”

more are struggling than are not

in marriage that is.

Friday I posted a sweet, mushy-gushly post about how in love Cowboy Dan and I are and have been for the last 21 years

for which I am thankful because if it weren’t so and I had not committed to love him until death do us part

one of us would have “choked the other out!” this past week

you have them, right?

“those kind of weeks”

it’s been one of those around here

no particular event or reason

just tense

maybe hormonal, maybe not

busy? sure. but we’ve been busier.

so why the tension between us? the cool glances? short answers? unlovely tones & tears?

I know.

pride  = attitude of seeing or showing oneself to be above others

pride is ugly.

we fight it everyday

I do

Cowboy Dan does

we do.

Buddy Robinson said it best, “Pride is the only disease known to man that makes everyone else sick except the person who has it!”

we battle within ourselves and each other because

“He resist the proud and gives grace to the humble.” James 4:6

My heart screamed this verse to me last night

and I began to cry

“Lord forgive me. Forgive me of my haughty, proud attitudes this week.  For keeping record of wrongs. Love doesn’t do that. Forgive me for being selfish. It’s not all about me. Forgive me for not loving the way you love.  You’re love is unconditional. Cleanse me of me.”

before I could say “amen” I felt it

the weight began to lift

followed by

a grin

a remorseful glance

and before I knew it

we were on the road to the “happily ever after” all over again