Do you ever wonder if your husband is listening to you? I know I do. I know a lot of women who wonder if their husbands are listening to them, if they remember little things that pass in conversation. We actually just talked about this at Wives Club. Are our husbands listening to us, validating our feelings, loving us through listening?
Earlier today William wanted to give me a hint on what he was giving me for my birthday. Of course I asked if I could guess. Nope. Couldn't. The hint was "I got you something that I heard you say that you wanted, but you probably didn't think I was listening." My mind reeled. What have I asked for? I don't feel like I ask for much, except for things like 'can you take out the trash', 'unload the dishwaher', 'it would make me really happy if you picked up your clothes off the floor', 'a pair of toms would be nice'. I didn't put much more thought into it and was excited about being suprised.
My husband is my biggest supporter. He is my own personal cheerleader. I honestly think that he believes in my dreams more than I do.
So when my husband brought out my presents I had no idea what to expect. What was wrapped in the brown trader joe's paper taped with packing tape? When I saw the white box that said iPad on the front, I thought for a brief second "this is a joke". He didn't get me an iPad. We don't have the money for him to be buying me an iPad. This isn't really happening. I have an iPad.
I started crying. Weeping actually. Tears and all. I started asking the questions I mentioned a moment ago. Where did you get the money for this? We don't have money to get an iPad!! He looks at me, not answering but laughing. He tells me that he just had the money. Not the right answer for me. I, being persistent, kept asking, while crying. I was intermentantly saying "this isn't fair, I've never gotten anything like this for you!" This is where I really broke down. Sobbing. Seriously. He finally told me. He said that he believes in me so much and knows how much I've been wanting an iPad so I can do 'my stuff'. He used some money that he made from selling some car stuff (which has seriously become a part time job that he loves). I didn't fully comprehend what he said. He told me that instead of buying this big part he needs for his '68 Cadillac that he decided to get me an iPad. Now, here's where I interject my feelings. I would have to say that since we have gotten married, I've been really cool with the whole lets restore an old car, or three. So, to know that my husband put me and my desires first and before his own wants and desires broke through my little harboured heart somehow. I thought that I was dreaming. I seriously couldn't stop crying. I felt loved, important, significant and more important than the big blue car in the garage.
My husband did listen. And he did something with the information given. He chose to love me and to be selfless. I couldn't hold back the emotion that rose up in my heart. I am more important than all the other stuff. More important than a cadillac, vw rabbit, car parts and super chargers. I am loved. Always.
My husband isn't Jesus. But Jesus was ever so present in the eyes of my husband tonight. My husband is just a mear reflection of who the Lord is. He is always loving, always selfless and loves to love us and make us feel important because we are important to him. And me wanting an iPad was important to Him just as much, if not more than it was to my husband.
