Love

The past few days I have had a stuffy head, aching body and bad attitude. At night I have been snoring so loudly I wake myself up and yell at my husband who laughs at me and is so patient whenever I have a cold. This morning, I dragged myself out of bed to let our dogs out at 4:15, their chosen time to start waking up lately. Shivering, cold and congested, I climbed back into bed and covered back up. Lying on my left side sniffing, I felt the warm body of my husband next to me. His arm reach over and slip around my waist to warm me up. As my body changed temperatures I thought to myself, now this is love. He didn’t even get in the house until well after 9:30 last night, then cleaned out our new chicken box, took care of the dogs, was kept up all night by my obnoxious snoring and he still cared enough about me to warm me up.

I can’t tell you how much I love my husband. He is the one who I want to tell when something good or bad happens; he is the one that I want to talk to when something funny happens. My husband is the one that I want to hold me when something happens and I need a hug, or I just don’t feel well. He is the one I want to warm me up when I am cold (which is often).

How cool would it be if my relationship with Christ were that way too? Not taking anything away from my husband, but the church is the bride of Christ. We are supposed to wait up for Him, want to seek Him and get excited to hear His voice. We are to anticipate talking to Him and to call on Him multiple times a day. To ask Him before we make big decisions, to talk with Him about what we are doing and where we are going in life.

Psalm 100

A psalm. For giving grateful praise.

¹Shout for joy to the Lord, all the earth.
²    Worship the Lord with gladness;
    come before him with joyful songs.
³Know that the Lord is God.
    It is he who made us, and we are his^[a];
    we are his people, the sheep of his pasture.

⁴Enter his gates with thanksgiving
    and his courts with praise;
    give thanks to him and praise his name.
⁵For the Lord is good and his love endures forever;
    his faithfulness continues through all generations.

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