I don’t remember the exact context, but I was praying for my husband last week and part of my prayer was for something to change in him. He didn’t know of my prayer for him, but within hours of this prayer my sweet husband shared a story of when he was young, a sad story that testifies again to his strength, kindness, consideration and the attention he shows others. It is a story that he had never shared with me and a sad memory for him that breaks my heart.
Shame on me, shame on me to ever think that the work in me is done and I am ready to ask others to change.
The work we must do here is on ourselves. We only fully know our own stories. For everyone else we must have compassion, understanding, patience, kindness and love because no matter how close we are to someone, there is always something we do not know.
Jesus thank you for my sweet husband and for bringing us even closer. Thank you for opening my eyes to even more of his love, kindness and strength and for gently reminding me that there is still more work to be done within me!