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What more can I do for him?

He sits at the table pouring over books. Piles and piles of books, preparing to answer many questions today.  He writes down notes and studies them.  He goes to Adoration to pray for wisdom.  God's will  be done.  But that is not all. Countless nights he is reading and revising, chapter after chapter of his dissertation.  Years in the works.  Almost done.  And he works too.  He is incredible at his job.  I have gotten to witness him at work; give talks with him.  He is so gifted at what he does.  He has a charismatic personality and I am not just saying that because I am his wife ;)

Not only that, he is an amazing father and wonder husband.  He is an incredible man of God.  He does dishes without being asked.  He makes the bed.  He allows me to run off, literally, for hours, chasing down the dream of a marathon. 

I love my husband.  I am blessed to be married to him.  And, on days like today, I wonder, what more can I do for him?  He does so much for me, for our family, for others.  My contribution to our family seems so small compared to all of the sacrifices he makes for us.

What more can I do for him?  How do I love him better? Support him better?

Oh, I have a few ideas:

1.  Tell him I believe in him.
2. Pray for him.
3. Root my day in prayer.
4.  Do my vocation better.  Be the best wife, mom and homeschooler I can be.
5. Tell him I love him more.
6. Love him in his Love Language more.
7. Dust these books off and put them into practice again:
                - The Power of a Praying Wife
                 - The Love Dare
8. Thank him for all he does for me and our boys!

Comments

  1. Aww. He sounds like a great man.

    And you are a great wife to do all those things for him.

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  2. Awww, you are so sweet! And he's such a good man of God. I'm thinking of one thing I could do more often that would really make my husband happy...maybe that would work for yours too. They say it's a great stress reliever :)

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  3. Sweet you are! I bet he does all those things to help you because he loves you so much! What a wonderful couple you are!

    And now, you have inspired me to go over to the love dare!

    One a side note....how is the training going?

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