My husband is amazing. (Yes, he even beats out Colin Firth.) Why? Some time ago, I was talking with a person at our church about how the music was not really to my husband’s taste, but he loved it there anyway. The person looked at him, then responded, “Yeah, he looks more like an NPR kind of guy to me.” I laughed more than out loud. You could pretty much put that phrase on my husband’s tombstone. He is an NPR kind of guy.
But since our first day at the new church, he has never looked back in his enthusiasm, because he knew great things would happen there, and he wanted to be a part of that. I have always been rather amazed by that, but I have begun to realize how grateful I should be as well. I have a man willing to put aside his preferences, styles, and comfort zone for the greater good of his family and, ultimately, a lot of people who have been helped. That’s pretty cool, especially given that our generation is the most me-centered, my rights, my needs one I think has ever existed.
Yes, including the present young one. We (rightfully) decry the riots in London, but let’s face it, we are the generation that started the self-love fest. We’re kind of reaping what we sowed. On the whole, this upcoming generation is more generous of their time and money than we were. They have their issues, but they do care. In that way, they may resemble our fathers who fought in the Greatest Generation than us. Thank heaven.
So today, I’m thankful for a sacrificial man. What about you?