Wednesday, May 16, 2012

Why I Love My Husband


My husband Peter has always told me that for guys, their hearts wander starting with their eyes.  For women, it’s an emotional attachment to another man (more of which I learned from one of my favorite books, Every Woman’s Battle).  For guys, it’s their eyes that lead them down a long, horrible path that more often than not, leads to broken relationships and even broken marriages.  This is why I respect my husband more than anything—he protects his eyes. 
This post isn’t a list of all of the reasons as to why I love my husband… just one particular aspect to him that I truly admire, adore and most importantly, respect him for.  He works for a moving company as of right now so that means he’s always around guys who are a little rough around the edges.  They will often try to one-up each other and talk about not-so-great topics of conversation.  Every day he comes home and usually has an interesting story to tell me about his day.  One particular thing that is usually part of his day is the fact that the guys crudely talk about women and break their necks looking at them.  It truly makes me sick hearing some of the things guys say… and many of them are married.
When Peter and I are together, he makes it a point not to look at other women that are wearing barely anything that could potentially make his thoughts go where they shouldn’t be going.  He keeps his eyes on me instead.
And it’s not just when we are together.  He tells me of the times at his job where his co-workers want to show him crude things on their phones and he tells them he doesn’t want any part of it; when they tell him to hurry up and look at the girl walking past them he makes it a point not to look.  He tells them he has a wife at home whom he loves (and goodness, does hearing that from him make me smile!).  I know he is being truthful to me because, first off, he is the most truthful person I’ve ever met, and secondly-- I hear the disappointment in his voice.
I hear disappointment when he tells me the guys who do this have a wife and kids at home.
One guy even said, “You can look at the menu, but just don’t order from it!”  What kind of nonsense is that?!  Do I want my husband looking with lustful thoughts at another woman when I’m not around him… let alone when I’m WITH him?! No way.  No way do I want my husband leading his heart astray with his eyes and thoughts.  This is why it's so important to pray for the men in our lives, especially our husbands, to have discipline over what they let their eyes and minds dwell on.
And this is why I love my husband.  He respects other women.  He respects me.  He loves me enough to protect his eyes and to remember the covenant he has made with me when we said “I do”.  Our vows specifically state that we have pledged each other our faith (i.e. our love) and to forsake all others.  We vowed to God that we would honor one another.  And this is my husband living out his vows to me, and more importantly, to God.
This is why I love my husband.

6 comments:

  1. Excellent post, Stephanie. I have seen with my own two eyes how Peter protects his eyes. If there's a commercial on TV that shows women in barely anything, I notice how he purposely does not look at the commerical. I've heard him talk about everything you have said above. You truly are BLESSED to have him as your loving husband. I love him, and I love you!

    Love,
    Mom

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    1. Thanks, Momma! It's all in the little things... ;) Love you too!

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  2. Very well written. Such a beautiful relationship! Can't wait to see more posts :)
    Xoxo
    AA

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    1. Thanks Ashley! I'll definitely be posting more for you to read!

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  3. Tiffany (across the hall lol :)October 18, 2012 at 12:40 PM

    Peter sounds just as wonderful, loving, and AWESOME as you :) Perfect match!

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    1. Thanks girl, he is pretty awesome ;) I would love for you to meet him one day! And thank you for taking the time to read my blog!

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