I am married to Superman. I know my name isn’t Lois Lane, but it might as well be. After all these years of blissful matrimonio, I have finally decided to relish my role. I mean, if every one you know (or has ever known you or your husband) has the exact same perspective of your absolutely awesomely inexplicably divine husband, shouldn’t YOU share that perspective?
Come on now…be honest…how many times do you hear about that permanent smile affixed to his face? Or his seeming inability to age? Or how he hasn’t gained a pound after all this time (excuse me, all his weight somehow landed on me, thank you very much), what an awesome grandfather he is (he really is)…
It used to really bug me to hear all these awestruck people telling me how lucky I was to have snagged him. Wow…how on earth did I do it? Why on earth would someone so awesome get stuck with…me. That was how it kind of felt. Of course, that wasn’t HIS perspective, but let me tell you, when MY OWN GRANDMOTHER told me she didn’t know what he ever saw in me and that I didn’t deserve him, I confess to being a little annoyed, or sad, or maybe just completely demoralized and downcast in spirit.
There are a lot of elements of truth that these in-lookers have gotten right through the years. For example,
- his smile is perpetual (although it is rather lopsided now)
- he still walks with that bouncy step
- he still loves to teach high school
- little children and little old ladies love him
- he has never met a stranger
- he still weighs everything he does by his life motto (does it count for eternity)
- he loves to please me
- he lives to please the Lord
- the joy of the Lord in him is clearly evident just by looking at his face
I admit it, I am a very blessed woman. While the Lord has chipped away at my rough spots through the years, I have finally reached the place of saying my grandmother was right. Not for saying what she did–that just plain hurt me. But my husband has been that blessing in my life that I really didn’t deserve. Because of God’s grace and mercy, He blessed me with what I needed in a husband, not what I had earned.
I guess I find it a little easier to understand my salvation when I understand the gift that I have in Nathan. I didn’t deserve him, I couldn’t earn his love…I couldn’t earn my salvation either. My salvation was a gift that I received because of God’s grace.
1-3 To you, who were spiritually dead all the time that you drifted along on the stream of this world’s ideas of living, and obeyed its unseen ruler (who is still operating in those who do not respond to the truth of God), to you Christ has given life! We all lived like that in the past, and followed the impulses and imaginations of our evil nature, being in fact under the wrath of God by nature, like everyone else.
4-10 But even though we were dead in our sins God, who is rich in mercy, because of the great love he had for us, gave us life together with Christ—it is, remember, by grace and not by achievement that you are saved—and has lifted us right out of the old life to take our place with him in Christ in the Heavens. Thus he shows for all time the tremendous generosity of the grace and kindness he has expressed towards us in Christ Jesus. It was nothing you could or did achieve—it was God’s gift to you. No one can pride himself upon earning the love of God. The fact is that what we are we owe to the hand of God upon us. We are born afresh in Christ, and born to do those good deeds which God planned for us to do.