My sister--my bride, my beloved wife has been fighting a nasty virus for almost a week now. She, along with my older son, have been down and out and miserable and their distress has occassionaly stressed me out as well. My beautiful wife often picks on me when I'm sick and whining, complaining that my own mother "babied" me too much whenever I was sick as a child so that today I am a complete wimp when it comes to being sick myself. She refuses to pamper me in such cases.
Of course, as our stress peaked this weekend I took opportunity to remind her of that, kicking her when she was down, like the cruel insensitive monster my sinful self can often be. I hate those moments. The moments as the hurtful words have just passed my lips, knowing full well I cannot catch them or prevent them from hitting their target ears but I so desperately wish I could.
Oh, the "in health" part of my vow is the easy part, its the "in sickness" that is trying me this week. God give me the patience and strength to nurture my sister, my bride back to health, and create in me a clean heart O Lord so that the words that pass my lips will be encouraging and edifying, not destructive and sinfilled.
I love you sweetie! God bless you and keep you!
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