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
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?
pride = attitude of seeing or showing oneself to be above others
pride is ugly.
we fight it everyday
Cowboy Dan does
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
a remorseful glance
and before I knew it
we were on the road to the “happily ever after” all over again