He is Jealous for Me.

Written Oct 31, 2010.
Saved as a draft for way too long.

I am not jealous.
I have heard wives be envious of other men that were not their husbands.
I have heard this can be a temptation in marriage.

I have to say…
(And let me preface… I know, we’ve ONLY been married 10 months)
I do not envy in this way.

Not because I get butterflies when I see my husband’s smile. Not because he makes me weak in the knees…

But because,
My husband is honest & vulnerable with me.
My husband prays for me daily.
He prays for our daughter.
He praises God for so many things, being thankful for me, daily.
He helps me & is thoughtful.
He works hard to provide for his family as well as to create things he’s proud to have done.
He listens to me, even when I’m unable to verbalize what’s on my heart.
He reminds me that this love he has for me is not his, but that of my true bridegroom, Jesus.
He is purposeful with his actions.
He asks questions & seeks truth.
He pursues the best path for his family.
He has patience & grace with me in unimaginable ways.

He pushes through all of my impossibilities to show me that I’m worth unconditionally loving, and that that’s possible through Jesus.

He touches me in loving ways, tenderly expressing his affection for me.
He is intentional about making me smile & laugh as though it is the work of his day, the work of his life.

He plays this song for me on the guitar every night before bed:

Hopin’ & wishin’

This is a fun little post.
It’s a list of things I’d like.
Be it actual stuff, or an idea/project/goal/dream.

+ How falling in love is like owning a dog.
An autographed letter pressed poem from my favourite poet.
{Also, just about anything from that page, because I can’t seem to get enough of his poetry.}

+ A water filter for our home.
Because bottled water is garbage. Literally.
And because flouride is poison.

+ Some books.
& Some music.

+ A dozen wooden eggs.
Plain, jane. To decorate when Amelie is older.
And then hide. And then find.
Over & over & over again until we can’t stand the thought of another egg.

+ A puzzle-map of Africa.
So I can learn it.
So I can teach it.
To Amelie. When she’s older.
And we can dream about traveling there & spending an entire night counting the endless stars.

+ An SLR camera that takes video.
Which may actually be possibility if I can sell my SLR & my video camera.

+ Project Purge.
{An idea I borrowed from a friend.}
To slowly empty my life of things I don’t need.
One item at a time. Each & every day.
With a little post on the blog about what we’re getting rid of.
And the option for any blog reader to have that item for the cost of shipping.
{For the items we’re not going to try to sell.}

+ Airline tickets to California to visit my sister & brother in law.
Because they just left. And I already wish they hadn’t.
And one visit per year {with both of them together} is
simply.
not.
enough.

+ A second pair of these fabulous shoes.
I wear them daily.
Except now, I’d like them to be black.
So that every child I see doesn’t come touch my toes.
{It weirds out their parents. Doesn’t really bother me.}

+ An organizational assistant to come help me rethink our office.

+ To transition to being a shoe-free home.
You know, one where you take off your shoes at the door.
And don’t drag dirt, leaves, mess or toxins through my house.
Where my baby will soon {sooner than I’d like} be crawling around on the same floor.

+ Dreadlocks.
Coming soon, to an already messy head of mine.

+ To write. Daily.
+ To photograph. Daily.

+ To read more.

+ To live as a human being, not a human doing.
To love well the people around me, to create worthwhile things.

+ To inspire other people to create.
Because when you create {instead of destroy} you’re truly becoming the person God created you to be.
And I’d be honoured to join in helping others on that precious journey.

+ To be the best Mama & wife possible.
… The best version of me – the one who fully relies on grace for the promises of God.

{That’s all for now.}
{Pffffft. As if that’s not more than enough.}