Looking in the Mirror

Spiritual Revelations for those seeking Humanity in Humans ~~CordieB.

He’s Everything I Dreamed Of!

 
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The husband should fulfill his marital duty to his wife, and likewise the wife to her husband. The wife’s body does not belong to her alone, but also to her husband. In the same way, the husband’s body does not belong to him alone, but also to his wife. Do not deprive each other except by mutual consent and for a time, so that you may devote yourselves to prayer . . . I Corinthians 7:3-5 (NIV)

If you are looking for someone to be your everything, don’t look around, look up! God is the only One who can be everything. By expecting perfection from the flesh, yu ask more of someone else than what you can provide yourself. To be married is to have a partner: someone who is not always there or always on target or always anything! On the other hand, should you ever get in trouble and you don’t know who to look to for help, you can count on your partner! It is to have someone to curl up against when the world seems cold and life uncertain. It is having someone who is as concerned as you are when your children are ill. It is having a hand that keeps checking your forehead when you aren’t well. To be married is to have someone’s shoulder to cry on as they lower your parent’s body into the ground. It is wrapping wrinkled knees in warm blankets and giggling without teeth! To the person you marry, you are saying, “When my time comes to leave this world and the chill of eternity blows away my birthdays and my future stands still in the night; it’s your face I want to kiss good-bye. It is your hand I want to squeeze as I slip from time into eternity. As the curtain closes on all I have attempted to do and be, I want to look into your eyes and see that I mattered. Not what I looked like. Not what I did or how much money I made. Not even how talented I was. I want to look into the teary eyes of someone who loved me and see I mattered.”

T. J. Jakes, Hope for Every Moment, 365 Day to Healing, Blessings, and Freedom

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2 Comments»

  persistentillusion wrote @

“It is having a hand that keeps checking your forehead when you aren’t well. ”

As well as shoveling gatorade down their throat while they stare at you with a temporary malice in their tired eyes because you woke them up to do it.

…I’m going to go back to laying on the tile floor now. 😦

CordieB Says: …I’m going to go back to laying on the tile floor now. – that one must have flew past me. Perhaps I’ll get it on the drive home.

  persistentillusion wrote @

I’m just so HOT. My fever is high and the tile flooris nice and cold.


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