July 3, 2018
So tomorrow is my wife’s Happy Birthday. Over the years we have enjoyed this time at various local fireworks displays, eaten tons of grilled meat, and attended some of the greatest patriotic parades in the country. I have always thought it was good that the whole country helped me celebrate my wife’s birthday.
Today I went to the store and bought her a potted plant, a chilled frappicino in a bottle, and two birthday cards with a helium balloon attached to one of them (the other one was left on her desk at the office).
This rigamaroll has all seemed very foolish to me most of my life. She knows, and the Lord knows that there is little that she could ask for that I would not eagerly supply (though admittedly I don’t think I will be shopping for a house pet). The truth is she does not “need” anything that I know of. She certainly does not need a helium balloon. So when I give her something of this nature it is not because she needs it. It is not even that she may expect it. The small tokens that I give to her on her birthday and other special occasions throughout the year, are not because she needs them and not because she doesn’t have her needs met. There is nothing that I would prevent her from having; withhold from her, or take away from her. She is a blessing to me and to everyone that knows her.
No, I give to her on her birthday that which helps her to remember that I love her. I give her these small useless inexpensive tokens to prove the sincerity of my love for her, and, to prove the sincerity of my love to her to myself. I feel for her. I want to be with her. We are a team and I am not whole when we are not together. When I give to her, I am giving to myself. When she is happy I am happy. When she is fulfilled, I am overjoyed. I cannot presume that just because we are “together” that we are TOGETHER. So admittedly, when I am loving my wife, I am loving MYSELF! She makes me look good. She makes me feel good and she feeds me. Why would I not do everything within my power to provide for her and to prove the sincerity of my love by random, occasional, acts of kindness? It is an investment that has payed large dividends on every deposit. Nothing I have is mine anyway. It is ours. She has done me good and not evil all the days that we have been together. So Happy birthday to the most significant human being in my life; my wife.
Proverbs 18:22 Whoso findeth a wife findeth a good thing, and obtaineth favour of the LORD.