Friday

I've Become 'The Other Woman'

I have frequently requested a weather forecast for my church. Not for the town the church is in — for the auditorium. I have suggested a running scroll on the website: "Current temp in the auditorium is 58° and breezy. Dress accordingly." or "High of 84° in the auditorium today." I have yet to be heeded.

This day it was 58° and breezy. On Easter Sunday. The children were precious in their Easter finery and blue lips. My daughter, Ashley, and I were in "spring-ish" type clothes, but not sleeveless. When I sat down, I got quite cool quickly.

I was sitting next to my husband, Troy, while Ashley was on the other side of him. He finally put his arm around her trying to warm her up a little. I sure would have liked that warm arm around me, but I made do tucking as much of myself under the other arm at his side trying to warm up. Eventually, he leaned forward to remove his jacket. "Good plan," I thought, "Leave your arm around Ashley, and give me the jacket — or vice-versa, whatever. I'm good." Oh, no. He handed Ashley the jacket so he could have both of his arms back.

Let me be honest — I sat there shivering. And beaming. It pleased me to sit by while Troy took care of his girl the way she needs to be taken care of. I want my daughter to know her daddy is crazy about her. As she seeks out a husband, I want her to know how she should be treated, and know what it's like to be the apple of a man's eye.


Having a loving parent helps a child understand the love of God — well, as much as we can understand it on this planet. Having loving parents helped me start to get an idea about the unconditional love of God. I want Ashley to know that as crazy as we both are about her, it's just a tiny drop compared to the abundant, never-ending, perfect love of her heavenly Father.

I spend plenty of time shivering for her while watching tennis, I don't mind a little more shivering while her daddy takes care of her. It's why I picked him.
Dear friends, since God so loved us, we also ought to love one another. No one has ever seen God; but if we love one another, God lives in us and his love is made complete in us (1 John 4:11-12 TNIV).

4 comments:

Jamie @ See Jamie Blog said...

Yes! I want my daughters to see how they ought to be treated, and I love seeing my husband show them fatherly love. Which is really the only way they'll ever even begin to understand God's love. Sweet photo, too! :)

Christy Cate said...

I don't know that I ever realized how much Ashley is starting to look like you. Growing into a beautiful woman, she is.

Sarah S. said...

I'm nothing if not timely in responding to blog comments, Jamie. :-) Yes, it's awesome for Ashley to know from her daddy how she should be treated -- how he treats me and how he treats her. May I NEVER take it for granted! And, yes, LOVE that pic from their date night!

Sarah S. said...

We frequently hear that we look alike. Neither of us see it too much but thankfully, neither of us mind it, either. :-) She really is a beauty.

 
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