Love is a choice.... In 10 minutes I will have been married for 17 years. We haven't faced every imaginable storm of life together, but we have faced a lot of them, and worked through them all.
I do still feel in love... I still feel butterflies and all those wonderful things you feel when you are in love. I don't always feel them. I don't feel them every day, and I certainly have had times where I thought I would never feel them again.... but despite my feelings, I still chose to love Rob every single day of our marriage, and I choose to love him every single day of my life.
Love is patient and kind. Love is not jealous or boastful or proud or rude. It does not demand its own way. It is not irritable, and it keeps no record of being wronged. It does not rejoice about injustice but rejoices whenever the truth wins out. Love never gives up, never loses faith, is always hopeful, and endures through every circumstance. ♥
Not just any kind of love, but with God's love. A love that He gives me, because I first spend time with God and keep that relationship right, and He helps me keep all the rest of my relationships in my life right.
God first, husband second, children third, and all the rest just sort of balances in there... If I get it out of order... it is like that unbalanced washing machine that thumps, stops working and leaves me with a bunch of soggy towels. The only way to fix it when I get out of whack is stop thinking its my husband, or my children or anything else and realize it's me. Get on my knees, get things right with God and I, by re-submitting my life and my will to Him, and He brings everything else back in order.
Simple recipe, hard to do, so worth it.
