I remember when I was dating Joel how I couldn’t wait to be able to do his laundry, to cook his meals, to keep his house. I waited impatiently to care for him exclusively. I wanted to meet his every need. I just knew in my heart I would never tire of taking care of him.
Oh how I wish that were the end of the story, but I do not live a fairytale life.
Some where along the line the novelty wore off. The thrill of keeping my own house became more of a chore. I didn’t get immense pleasure out of folding my husband’s laundry. I impatiently served. I selfishly viewed it as tedious work. I lost sight of the importance of my work. I buried the joy of serving. I put my own desires before loving him. I soon talked myself into the believing it was just easier to disconnect rather than put so much effort into my marriage. Married life was not what I had envisioned. I felt alone most of the time and I slowly almost imperceptibly began to dislike doing anything extra for my husband.
As a young girl, I foolishly thought this would never happen to me. I thought I would forever and ever love taking care of my husband. I thought I would always find it exciting and fulfilling. And because I was naïve and thought love should be all bubbles and rainbows, I quit trying to find the joy in serving my beloved husband. I
Giving in to selfishness was the worst thing I could ever do. My love began to fade. I saw all the annoyances in his behavior. I desired less and less to do that little extra for him. It became a sense of duty. Gone was the joy, the happiness, the thrill I had once felt for caring for my soul mate.
Complacency and selfishness can be such killers. Killers of love. Killers of decency. Killers of giving. Killers of commitment. Killers of grace.
Eventually, God brought me to my senses. He shook me awake. He showed and is still showing me my tendency to be quite selfish.
Praise God, He is a God of Love. He restored my love.
He is guiding me. He is helping me to find the joy in serving my husband. He is reminding me that it is a privilege to fold laundry for my husband. He is showing me ways to go farther, to do more, to meet the needs Joel has. He is giving me a deeper, stronger, amazing love for my man.
The thrill, the electricity, the love, the desire to meet Joel’s every need is back. As I look to God to guide me, He gently takes my heart in his hands and infuses into it the love that seeped out. He is showing me that He has created me to serve. I have learned I cannot put myself first and be truly happy. To experience joy I must give of myself. To know my forever and ever love I must give my heart to serving even when it is difficult.
“….serve one another in love.” Ephesians 5:13
“….if anyone serves, he should do it with the strength God provides…” I Peter 4:10