This dare for me was on a Sunday. Normally on Sundays we do
not do anything. I sit on the couch with my husband and he watches sports. From
football to F1. Today however, it was Christening of his sister’s baby boy. So
we got up early, went to church and spent the day at his sister’s with family
I did not once look at my watch, and waited until he was
ready to go, before I got the kids and bags ready. At home, I made us some tea,
cleaned the kitchen, packed lunch, got the kid’s bags ready, did some washing
and he ran a bath, helped me with the kids and stayed up a bit later than
normal with our son that was having a hard time falling asleep. Teamwork.
During the day and even at home, I would look at him, with
love, stare a bit sometimes, but make sure that if he meets my gaze, my love
and appreciation shone through. I would touch him as I walk past, he would do
the same with me. Nothing sexual, but there is something magical about letting
your hand slide over your partners back, or touching their shoulder as you walk
past on your way to doing something totally random. I love when he is sitting
on the couch, when I walk past, to touch him on his head, lean over and kiss
him on his bald spot, slide my arms around his neck and hug him from behind. He
always leans back into me, and hugs me back even tighter.
So even tough, we were busy when we got home, and I did not
neglect, the washing etc. We still took delight in each other.
Again, Christ will open those doors. And remember continue to seek out through all this what Christ is seeking in you with your relationship with Him. The growth must be there as well.