Today as my darling mechanic was tinkering on his dirt bike, I was feeling replaced. Imagine me sitting on the couch, arms crossed, glaring at him, and thinking, "He just doesn't love me, he loves that stupid dirt bike more than me. First it's the truck, now it's the dirt bike, what will it be tomorrow?" Pout, pout, pout.
Then, as I was sitting there, pouting, I started thinking about what do I love more than him? Does he ever feel the way I was feeling? When he is sitting next to me on the couch, and I am playing games on my computer, is he thinking, "She just doesn't love me, she loves that stupid game more than me."? When he asks if we can snuggle, or talk, or just spend time together, and I say, "I can't, I have the dishes to do, the floor to sweep, the laundry to fold, and supper to cook.", does he think, "She just doesn't love me, she loves cleaning this stupid house more than she loves me."?
I know he doesn't really love the dirt bike more than he loves me, so I need to work on my petty jealousy, but I also need to work on putting him before computer games, and before the housework. I can play games when he is at work, I can clean the house when he is at work, but when he is home, I need to put him first, and spend time with him. That is my twofold challenge for myself this week, stop petty jealousies, but also, put my darling mechanic first, and love him before anything else, except for God, of course. :)
