I SO enjoyed spending 40 consecutive days here with you recently, and I hope to do something like that again in the future. As we closed out the 40-day run last Friday, I mentioned I’d be back on Tuesday to announce last week’s giveaway winner. Drum roll please…the winner is Cindy Cain! Congrats lady! I’ll be in touch about how to get the prizes to you!
From before our very first date – when we were still chatting by phone – my (now) husband informed me that he was rather “old-school” in the chivalry department. He still believed in opening doors for ladies and would continue to do so as long as I’d let him. He wasn’t kidding.
Beginning with our very first date and continuing even now, my husband never fails to open my car door (or any other door for that matter). The only time he doesn’t get to do so is when I forget to let him. I’ll get so busy in getting to the “next thing” that I’ll hop into or out of a car so fast that it leaves his head spinning. Instantly, I know the disappointment he feels when I’ve done so, because it’s written all over his face.
I certainly don’t mean to step on his toes and not let him be the man of chivalry I know him to be…I just get busy, self-focused, and forget. Sometimes, I’ll even close the door back to let him still have the opportunity to open it for me, but that only produces a little smirk on his face, because by this point…I’ve been “caught”.
The most recent time this happened, I felt a little conviction over this whole thing…not just in the fact that I need to do better about letting my husband treat me like a lady, but I also need to do better about letting my God be my number ONE.
Figuratively speaking, how often is my Savior standing there ready to “open my door” and I jump ahead of Him? I do it each time I…
- skip my quiet time in His word and jump ahead to something “else” on my list
- pray so quickly that I don’t even remember what I just prayed for, because my mind is wandering to the “next thing”
- treat one of His precious children with a lack of respect, simply because I’ve been in a hurry to accomplish my plans
- speak before I think, often leading to words that wound rather than words that heal
- doubt His love for me
- question His ability to take care of ALL my needs
- allow someone or something to replace Him as first in my life
How often do I forget Him in the busy-ness of the day? Far too many times!
As my husband continues to bestow his gentlemanly gifts of chivalry to me, I will accept them graciously and allow those moments to refine me in the area of graciously accepting all of God’s waiting gifts for me as well!
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