I always tell Anders that, as his wife, I am the envy of all women. He is such a good man and an incredible husband. He is the man who always makes me believe that I am beautiful and elegant and feminine, even if I'm not feeling my best. He is very "in tune" to if I'm not feeling well or am upset about something. It's pretty much impossible to try to lie to him by pretending I'm okay if I'm not, he knows me so well. He is a very good listener, never rushing me or acting impatient if emotions are making it difficult to express myself. He helps me around the house as much as he can and always asks me how he can help me out. When I was very sick with mononucleosis this winter, he was an amazing nurse. I didn't want for a thing that he had power to offer me. He made sure I was drinking lots of water and always asked me how my spleen was feeling. He cares about the little things and asks my advice about everything from if the milk is still good to what seasonings would be good with tuna spread to if it would be okay to not style his hair for church. He is such a MAN! A strong, humble, masculine man with a keen sense of honor and respect for others. He is a very good son who loves his parents and my own. There are times the more self-centered side of me clashed with his generous, unselfish, others-first spirit. God is gracious in allowing me to recognize my sin before others get hurt, and those clashes are brief and stimulate growth in our relationship. We don't always agree about everything, but I am humbly pleased to report that we have yet to have a "fight". Learning to communicate clearly without accusation, and to listen without assumptions is something we've spent many hours, sweat, and tears doing. We're far from perfect, and I admit that I'm the one who has to apologize most often, but we know that we don't have to be. He is a good leader, and a man I respect with everything I have. He's my best friend as well as my lover. I trust him completely. He has never given me grounds for jealosy, but confesses his struggles to me and asks for forgiveness. I know that I can tell him anything and everything. I love being with him. I pity the wives who are excited about a weekend "away from that man". I can't sleep without Anders! Who else would tell him all the things he talked about in his sleep? Who else would rub his feet against mine as we slowly wake up in the morning? Those funny, sexy feet. I remember one night during our honeymoon when I awoke from a bad dream. It felt so good to have someone who would listen to the paper fear and sorrow and hold me and tell me it was all okay. Sometimes I wonder if God didn't allow it to happen just so I could experience that wonderful sense of sharing the little things with my new husband. Just thinking of how much I appreciate him brings an expansive feeling of love to my heart that I can physically feel in my chest. Wow, God, are you sure this man is meant for me, not for someone more deserving who could take better care of him? You always have to remind me that that is what grace is all about. Anders loves me from what You have given him with which to love me. That is why is such a good man and wonderful husband. He loves me with Your love for me. My Bridegroom is teaching my husband His own love. And I am learning it, too. Lord, please help me to love him from Your heart. To honor, cherish, and respect him like he so greatly deserves. For Your glory, as an act of worship to You, the Author. Thank You for my husband. You've taught him well.
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