This is my best friend. She has acquired that role through (soon to be) eight years of hard labor, sweat, and tears. No one else comes close to that role, and no one ever will. Outside of Christ, Heather is the best thing that has ever happened to me…
Alright, enough kissing up…
As many of you know, over the last year I have been going through counseling in order to help me become a better father, husband, and more importantly, a better child of God. One of the greatest revelations I have had is the fact that God celebrates me just as I am, imperfections and all.
This revelation has been able to do what so many other things have not…it has permeated the very core of who I am..and how I respond to those I care about most.
This is where the picture comes in…and my best friend.
Before I went into counseling I ran my household the way I thought “men” ran their household…with high expectations and void of any and all emotion. While I thought Heather was happy, and I’m sure she was, there was a large part of her that was quietly being pushed down, so as not to upset the status quo of our house.
God wants me to celebrate my wife…for who she is, not who I want her to be.
I should have known that, but now that I do I wanted to Heather to know how much I celebrated who she truly is. For those of you who know Heather, you know she is a self-proclaimed “Christian Flower Child” who is more of a free-spirit than anything else.
As a husband who celebrates his wife, I want her to realize this part of herself again, I want her to be that free-spirit that I know she wants to be…so I bought her that purse. It wasn’t hard to find, I went to a hippy store (yes, I stood out like a sore thumb) and with the help of the owner, I found the perfect bag for a perfect woman.
So Heather, if you’re reading this, and you better be, than realize that I love you for you…I don’t want you to be afraid to be who God made you…It’s time to celebrate.
Peace, Love, and Soul