Before I got married, someone described marriage as being able to have a slumber party with your best friend every night. Whoever told me that hit the nail on the head.
It sounds so cliche to say "I married my best friend", but y'all I did, and it was the best thing ever outside of accepting Jesus as my Savior and Granny's chocolate cake. Ok, marriage trumps Granny's chocolate cake, but her chocolate cake was quite divine. I realize we are in the beginning stages of marriage, but I just enjoy being in the same room together! Tonight, we stopped by Publix on the way home from church. (We ended up in separate cars, because I had a baby shower between services, and I left my phone unattended while there. This lead the yellow car man to believe I was in the hospital. He left on a mission to find me, and saw skid marks. He was headed to the local hospital when he found my car parked on the curb. It was quite eventful, but let me tell you, I love the love of the yellow car man.) He calls me to ask if he needs to stop to get bananas. My reply was yes, we probably should. He so graciously offers to let me go home, and he'll do the shopping. I explained I had no desire to go to the grocery store, but the desire to not leave him was even greater. I thought about all of that and how Christ's relationship with the church is paralleled to that of marriage. I thought about the great lengths Jordan went through for me from making sure I was safe to saying hey go home, and I'll grocery shop. He constantly looks for ways to make life easier for me. He constantly fills me up when I've emptied myself on work and such. He constantly seeks to serve. Ok, so that's pretty cool, right? Um yeah! Look, growing up, I had this TWISTED view of marriage and relationships. Part of that was formed from what I grew up around and the rest was molded by TV and movies. Here's the deal though. Yellow car man and I have a one on one relationship. We wrong each other from time to time (he leaves clutter on the table, and I can't close a cereal box to save my life), but overall we seek the best for each other. Alright, let's step out of a marriage relationship and into our relationship with Christ. Christ has that type of relationship with all who know Him. He desires that type of relationship with every human being that ever has been, is, and will be. Except Jesus doesn't close the cereal box wrong. He is incredibly thoughtful. He seeks our betterment so much, that He died on a cross knowing the entire world would sin against Him day after day, multiple times a day. He chose to die. Yellow car man washes the dishes that didn't fit in the dishwasher or have to be handwashed because he knows that's one of my least favorite household chores. Jesus Christ took my sin on His shoulders because I knew I could not bear it. He knew I needed a way to God, and He became the intercessor. Clearly dying on the cross and washing dishes don't remotely compare, but I just have to praise the Lord for how very blessed I am. First, I was able to have a personal relationship with the Creator of the universe. Who am I to be remotely worth of that? Second, I get to be the wife of the best husband ever. What deems him the best husband? He models his love after that of Jesus Christ (Eph. 5:25). I'm sure there are many other husbands out there that follow this, but I'm not married to them. If you're not married, I encourage you to pray for the one that makes life like a great big, never ending, ball of fun slumber party. It's one of the greatest blessings in my life.
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