I’ve been doing a lot of thinking lately, and I have come to realize that I have not been the best helpmeet to mu husband. He has been going through a difficult season at work — which has caused him to have to spend extra hours at work, and instead of working to make our home a place of refuge where he can relax, I began to resent his job for it. But I cant take my frustrations out on a position, so he got the brunt of it.
This is not what I was called to do. I was called to be a help to my husband, not to be a contentious wife that makes him feel like he has to find a housetop corner for retreat (Proverbs 21:9)
As I was writing this post, it occurred to me, why was I writing a blog post about failing to be a good helpmeet when I was fully aware of three things?
- Bryan really likes to have breakfast
- The entire family woke up late and Bryan was late for work
- Bryan went to work hungry
His office is less than 1.5 miles away…Why didn’t I just get up, make him breakfast and take it to him? So I did precisely that.
(the grapes were Rachael’s idea)
An egg sandwich isn’t much, but it’s a start. So, I have now taken my first step to trying again to be the helpmeet God designed me to be.
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