Sitting in a quiet house early in the morning reading my devotional...it is wonderful. During the day I find myself frustrated with so many things...wishing the world were more supportive of my values....often feeling as if every value (honesty, modesty, moderation, love, patience, etc) I want to teach my children is the very things society is urging them to denounce.
Modesty is on my radar especially as I get ready to go prom dress shopping with the Imp. Her slight build makes it easier to find a dress that covers things...but so many are still too revealing and too suggestive. The Imp is going with a friend, not a boyfriend, and her words, "I wouldn't want to go with a boyfriend because then you're expected to dance like your having sex with your clothes on. That's just sick!" In fact she was thinking of not going at all but her other friends talked her into going as a group. She said she'd much rather go to St. Leo's to the carpenter shop (a meeting room for the teens) put on some music and just have fun dancing with everyone.
So for Lent I'm doing the "Love Dare" on my husband. My TEAM read an article about marriage during Lent and it was about really actively loving your spouse. I need a little more concrete, specific ideas. So I got out the "Love Dare" and have started. I'm on day 6. It was interesting because some of the stuff I already do. Day 2 has you calling your spouse during the day to just say "hi" and asking if there is anything you can do for them. Well I almost felt like I needed to call 2 times to fulfill the love dare since I call Hubby most days to do just that. Then Day 3 has you buy something for your spouse. That was very hard for me as Hubby is so NOT into THINGS of any kind. And he is so into NOT spending money. If it weren't Lent I might have gotten him a box a Suzy Q's (one of his absolutely favorite junk food that he doesn't have very often) or a six-pack of a dark beer (but he gave up chocolate and alcohol for Lent). So I went ahead and bought him two tickets for the Rays game when the Red Sox first come to town this year. Carl Crawford, a hero for the Rays for the last few years, sold out to the enemy. (We knew he was leaving the Rays..the Rays just don't pay money like the other clubs but were hoping he'd go to a team not in our division...The Red Sox? Really?) Ever since Crawford signed with the Red Sox Hubby has talked about going to the game to cheer Crawford when he's introduced as a fond farewell, then boo him for the rest of the game. I was going to get him tickets to opening day but only the beach seats left with 2 seats together. Again, he was thankful, but it wasn't really out of the ordinary. It's funny 'cause the Love Dare comes from the movie, Fireproof, and in it the couple is on the verge of divorce so the husband starts this love dare and his wife totally ignores his attempts to love her. Hubby and I are so happy in our marriage I guess I had visions of him being so thankful. Which, of course, is totally NOT the point of the endeavor. The whole idea is that as a married person we are called to love the other no matter what. Not because they deserve it (none of us deserves God's love, after all) or because of what we get out of it (recognition, affirmation, etc). So I laughed at myself for looking for that recognition. My love-language is words of affirmation so I often look for them/desire them to make me feel loved, but really, I was missing the point. So just spending the time focusing on that whole idea...no matter what he does or doesn't do I'm called to love him...has been a good thing for me. 34 more days. We'll see where it all leads.
Gotta go get the Imp up so we can hit the mall...fortunately she went with the Singer last week and has a dress picked out so it shouldn't be too long at the mall. And we're hitting the library afterward...my carrot.
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