A GOOD MAN
I have just returned home from Chicago..
My cousin Kaylin married her"one and only"
John is a "Good Man"
He Loves Kaylin, and it is written all over his face.....
It is evident in the way that he looks at her...
looks over her....
and looks out for her.
John is a "Good Man"
What's the big deal??
"Good Men" are hard to find...
it's not just a cliche..
it's the truth.
I began thinking about this a while ago..
about why it is so unusual to find a "Good Man"..
an honest man, with character and compassion...
Not afraid to cry, or laugh..
Never afraid to express his Faith...
Always willing to serve...
I have known for some time now.....
I have married a "Good Man'....
As I sat at the reception of Kaylin and John...
I saw my husband for who he is....
A REALLY GOOD MAN...
Let me tell you....
Michael and I have been married for a long time...
Our lives are busy and truth be told...
We don't have a great deal of time to spend with one another.
I love him with my entire being..
but sometimes (a great deal of the time)
I take him for granted...
I am even guilty of reminding him of how lucky he is...
I constantly let him know that I do EVERYTHING for him..
I make HIS life easy..
Well, things look pretty nice from up here on my pedestal...
The pedestal of "I do it all...and that makes you lucky!!"
As I sat at Kaylin and John's reception..
right there in the middle of that stunning venue..
that beautiful celebration of Love, Commitment and Trust...
The Lord knocked me off that Pedestal of Righteousness..
It wasn't a huge push,
but rather a small breeze...
like a whisper to my soul...
Let me explain...
We were at our table, waiting for dinner to be served..
My daughter, Tara was not feeling well..
She is in the first trimester of her pregnancy and let's just say "Morning Sickness" is an understatement.
Her husband left the reception and went back to the Hotel to get Tara some medicine..
She was not feeling well at all, and decided it was best for her to go back to the Hotel and lie down.
Well, I was completely enthralled with all of the beautiful things taking place at the reception...
I barely noticed..
It was a quick glance..
My husband, who was sitting next to me, but a moment earlier..
was gone...
I began looking around ...
and I saw him....Across the room...His back to mine....
He was walking out the door...
He had his arm out...and looped through his arm...was Tara's.
Tears filled my eyes as I watched this man...this GOOD MAN..
Hold up his daughter and take her to meet her husband in a waiting cab...
No one had asked him to help her...
No one had insisted...
He never even mentioned he was leaving...
He just saw that she was in need ...and he was there for her..
Holding her...walking with her...almost carrying her..
That's all it took to knock me to the floor...
That pedestal where I loved to perch myself, was nowhere to be found...
I doubt anyone else in that room noticed..
but that image of my daughter...clinging to my husband..
that image of love and compassion and caring...is etched in my mind forever.
It served as a reminder to me of God's Love and Compassion for his children..
Michael was a living, breathing example of Christ's Love in that moment...
When we are tired, or sick, or we just can't stand on our own..
Our heavenly Father comes up beside us...links His arm through ours...
and HE carries us through...
We don't have to ask or insist..
He does it because we are his children....and He loves us...
Even more than Michael loves Tara..
That's hard to imagine.
Thank you Lord for those little moments...
The little whispers that remind us of your love for your children...
That knock us off of that pedestal...
and that remind me, personally, that you have created for me.
A GOOD MAN.
28 Then Jesus said, “Come to me, all of you who are weary and carry heavy burdens, and I will give you rest. 29 Take my yoke upon you. Let me teach you, because I am humble and gentle at heart, and you will find rest for your souls. 30 For my yoke is easy to bear, and the burden I give you is light...Matt11:28-30
Standing on the Floor,
Shelly
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