MY HUSBAND DREADS THE MONTH OF FEBRUARY. FOR GOOD REASON. It is the month I put my princess tiara on and dream crazy big. Not only does February include Valentines day, it’s also the month of my birthday.
What if my prince surprises me for my birthday with a romantic getaway to an exotic island and takes me dancing? What if my prince puts rose peddles all over our home, writes and sings me a love song, and behind my back makes homemade Valentines cards for me with my girls?
The truth is, when February hits, my mind, heart, and attitude do a 180 degree shift. I draw into me. I dwell on how tired I am. Tired of giving. Tired of me as a mother in which I am not thanked, affirmed or seeming to be valued. Tired of me as a wife who feels more like the maid then the maiden. Tired of listening to The Voice that says, take up your cross daily and follow me. I instead choose to listen to the voice that says you deserve more than this, you have rights, so hold to them.
The problem comes when my prince can never seem to live up to my princess expectations. Whatever he plans for my birthday or Valentines, it is never enough.
I must take my dreamy dreams into my own hands. I pointedly share with my husband about my good friend’s surprise massage she got for her birthday, I start my birthday countdown atleast one month in advance (bringing it up in conversation whenever possible), I plan my own party, and I make sure I make the choices for activities, lunch and dinners all month.
It is my turn to have my needs considered before everyone else. I should be served. I am woman, hear me roar!
My meddling puts undo stress on the family and leads to unnecessary disagreements between my husband and I. Result: This princess is left feeling anything but pampered.
Bottom line: I am selfish. (I am slow when it comes to my faults. Thank goodness for a God of patience and grace.) I hold to my rights. I want to be served.
Our attitude should be the same as that of Christ Jesus: Who, being in very nature God, did not consider equality with God something to be grasped, but made himself nothing taking the very nature of a servant, being made in human likeness. Phil 2:5-7
I want this February 2013 to be different. I need to practice being a servant like Jesus. To be selfless rather than selfish. (Instead of thinking, what are you going to do for me? I want to think, what can I do for you?) To practice laying down my rights and trusting God to meet all my needs. If my God can wash dirty, smelly feet, then I can cook, and clean, and be grateful doing it.
I am thankful for another year with a healthy body, my girls to snuggle, a loving husband, food to cook, clothes to wear, with friends to laugh with, with a blog to write on, and so much more. So happy birthday to me!
I may not always be pampered as an earthly princess would be, but I can have joy, purpose and eternal rewards in serving as a daughter of the King. I am spoiled beyond words.
Fittingly, the song “I will follow Christ” came on as I was in the middle of writing this post. Coincidence, I think not!
I will wear the name of Jesus, I will give him ALL my RIGHTS
As for me no matter what the sacrifice
I will follow Christ
“And Christ’s love compels us…And He died for all, that those who live should no longer live for themselves, but for Him who died for them and was raised again.” 2 Cor 5:14a,15
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