As I sit here only a arms length from my sleeping children, I admire God's work. The children sleep with peace. The children rest from a day's play as the body and mind prepare for another. They have their joy, and no one or no thing can steal that from them.
This does not happen by chance but by God's will. He gave my wife and I a set of skills that together have established a decent life for our children. That is good. If I never let her know how honored I am to have been part of this team, I am ashamed to have let those opportunities slip by.
She read to them every night when they were little. Now they are doing so well in school.
She set up all the play dates throughout the years. Now they can socialize appropriately and deal with most any peer.
She openly admitted that she couldn't hairstyle our girls and did everything to make them feel beautiful inside and out. Now they have so much grace and pride in being the best young ladies they can be.
There is so much more. I could continue praising her gifts. Is it too late?
I rarely showed how much I honor your skills as a mother, in a love language you would accept and understand. As I reflect on the Love Dare, do I even know your love language? I have only in the last few years learned more about this way of speaking to your whole person. In these years of marriage, did you feel unappreciated when I spoke and acted to you in a love language that was well for me, but showed no understanding of you and your needs and wants? How frustrating it must be to communicate with someone like me, when the love is there but the language is incomprehensible. If I had more time I'd make a promise to be a better communicator. But our life is not over. I realize now that I still can improve as a man, a father, and though not as your husband, as a partner for the continued benefits of these beautiful gifts from God. I pray that He will soften our hearts and bring us closer to Him.