Bhahahahaha!!! Oops, sorry. I just had to get that out of my system. That was the response I gave my husband when I asked for a topic and he suggested the title to today's blog. But, since I didn't have any other ideas, I used it. I can make this work. As you can probably guess, my husband would not actually think he is superior to me in anyway and we are very equally yoked. We share the same faith, the same sense of humor and the same five o'clock shadow. You know what I mean all you menopausal ladies out there!
But there are, indeed, five ways in which my husband is superior to me.
1. He's calmer. I don't like to admit it but I am a drama queen. I make a big deal about everything; good or bad, and if someone doesn't physically tell me to calm down, it's just not going to happen. Craig gets to be the one to break the news to me most of the time. "The world is not going to end." "It doesn't matter what they think of you." "30% off at Kohl's is no reason to spend $500.00."
2. He's stronger. Jar opener, grocery carrier, jug o'water placer on top of water cooler. If he's not around I'm forced to drink city water. There are so many minerals in our water you can see them floating like ice cubes! They say it's good for you. It does come in handy when you start to glow in the dark.
3. He's a better cook. That's the good news. He will pour over recipes on line and tweak them and change them and improve them until the meal he places before me is that of a five star chef. The bad news is I ask him if he can make that again sometime and he replies "I have no idea what I just did."
4. He's a better photographer. His photos, mostly of nature, are stunning. People visit our home and can't believe that the photos we have hanging on our walls are not professional. I, however, never met a photo I didn't screw up. When I can actually figure out how to run the camera, the photos are blurry at best. I have more photos of my thumb than I care to mention. Now that I have a camera on my smart phone (another story I'll have to tackle some day) I can take blurry photos on an entirely new medium. 16 mega pixels of thumb!
5. He's better at loving me than I am at loving myself. Emotional baggage has taken its toll on all of us and I am no different. I blame myself for everything and don't feel worthy of the honor, self-sacrifice and unconditional love I get from him, but I get it anyway. He adores me, calls me "hot," can't wait to be by my side and is jealous of my time. Other than the "hot" part, he truly models the love example written in Ephesians as the Church being the bride of Christ. I am his bride, blemishes and all.
So I guess he his superior to me. Though ask him to make a list of how I'm superior to him and we'll see who's really running the show around here. Seriously, we fit together and are knit together in love. We make the perfect sweater. Not too overstated, comfortable and with a lot of mending done by the creator.
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