"That sounds like a great idea!" I replied.
And I was really all for the game plan until it also included me getting up too.
See, although his schedule varies, he's generally up at 6am, sometimes earlier.
I don't know if you heard that...
He's generally up at 6am, sometimes earlier.
And although I usually wake up around 7, I most definitely was not planning on changing that. But when your husband also mentions it would include quality time with you and a chance to focus on the Lord together before the day starts, you'd be a fool to say no.
So this morning he was shaving and getting ready while I was in my giant fluffy fleece robe, sweatpants and slippers (not to forget the sloppy bun I'm still sporting) and got the espresso machine going. One Vanilla Americano and one Iced Sugar Free Hazelnut Soy Latte.
As we sat on our porch (I'm in love with this porch) yawned and talked about college and guitars and the art of manipulation, I realized once again what a good man I'm sitting next to.
See, I'm always "suggesting" ways for us to change... my new "suggestions" include how we can do the dishes this way, drive slower, fold towels nicer, eat more veggies, etc. etc. etc.
And he's always such a good sport, listening to the warning of the phrase, "If momma ain't happy, aint nobody happy!"
(And no, we aren't in Saved by the Bell and he doesn't call me "momma." Yuck.)
And I realized if all we did was listen to me and my fabulous ways to change our lives, we'd be at a loss. We'd be very very clean, orderly, vegetable eating people.
We wouldn't be yawning at 6:30am, on our porch, talking about how beautiful the blue sky is (who knew it wasn't dark at 6:30?!) and pretending the sound of cars driving by are the ocean waves.
I'm so thankful I've got this good man who makes really good suggestions and encourages us to live differently. Intentionally.
With love from Pleasanton, bright and early!
Paige



