We’ve been talking about going out for a while now. Or at least I have. I’ve wanted (needed?) an evening out, just the two of us. Dinner. A movie. Coffee. Whatever it entails, just some time away. Together.
- I want to enjoy a supper I didn’t cook.
- I want to look nice… To wear my hair down without it getting pulled. To wear jewelry without worrying about it scratching the baby. To wear heels without the concern of slipping while holding one of the kids. To wear any shirt (without thinking of what I can nurse in) and not have it christened with spitup… Just for an evening. Any of these “sacrifices” are a privilege.
But just for one evening…
- I want his undivided attention.
- I want to enjoy a conversation where we can finish sentences without interruption.
- I want to focus on us.
Really? Us? As I listened to myself last night thinking through all the reasons I “need” a date with my hubby, all I kept hearing was “I… I… I..” and “me… me… me…” Ugh. Ever get tired of the voices in your own head?
When it came to this date night, I wanted a break, and I wanted to feel pampered. Is that a bad thing? Probably not. But I felt convicted. If I go into our date with a list of expectations of what my husband (and the evening in general) are going to do for me, most likely I will return disappointed. Not because dates are bad or my husband isn’t wonderful (he’s amazing!), but because my mile-long list of expectations will never be fully met. Hey, most times I don’t even know what I want! Or what I want changes faster than the flavor of the day (frozen custard, anyone?!)…So I got to thinking… What if I go into this wonderful gift of an evening looking for what I can give, instead of what I can get. What if look for how I can serve my hubby, instead of how he can serve me. What if I look for how I can encourage and refresh him, instead of how he can encourage and refresh me.
I don’t know if I’ve ever spent time praying before a date (other than maybe some “Oh God, please help me not to embarrass myself too much” prayers before we were married. Ha!) But what if I bathe this evening in prayer, asking God to help me serve my husband and to allow this evening to be what He wants it to be….
I thank you for this amazing man that you have brought into my life, for as long as we both shall live. Thank you for the way he works hard to provide for us. The way he serves me, serves our family, serves our church, and in doing all of that, serves You. Thank you for his faithfulness.
Thank you for our family. For bringing us together in a way I never would have expected. For the children you have blessed us with. For the opportunity to watch my husband as a father… a daddy. For the opportunity I have to be a wife and mother, day in and day out. It is such a privilege.
And thank you for this gift of an evening together with the man I love. Thank you for the opportunity we have to spend some time together, just the two of us. I pray that you would help me to serve and love him in the way he needs. Help me to speak encouragement. To be honest. To ask good questions. Mostly to listen well.
May I allow this evening to be what You would have it be. Not what I think I need, or how I think it should go.
Please use this time to bring us closer together, Lord. Strengthen us so that we can be better equipped to serve together. Not so that my life is easier or happier, but so that You will be glorified through our marriage.