Thursday, June 8, 2017

The One Job I Did Today That Blessed My Husband

As his wife and comrade, caring for my husband around the house is what I do everyday. And I love it. It is the job I have chosen as my career - aside from partnering with him in raising our children - and I wouldn't want to be working for/under anyone else. It's a blessing and a privilege.


I'm not perfect at it. Tim and I both know that housekeeping has never come naturally to me, especially since I was never taught such life basics growing up. At almost ten years of marriage, I'm still a work-in-progress.


There is one job that I have never enjoyed, however. In our early years of marriage, when Tim worked in an office, it felt like the bane of my existence. And I had to do it twice a week. It always took forever and I was terrible at it.


What was that job?

Ironing.

*Shudder*


Thankfully, I am now a better iron-woman...the two times I generally do it every year.


Friends, about six years ago, I took a stand and I stopped ironing. Unless I really, really, really had to. And my version of had to was different to my husband's version. Thus, on several occasions - including leading church services - my poor, dear, faithful, long-suffering husband would stand up the front of several hundred people in a quite crinkled shirt.


Yes, it may have been checked and therefore, in my defensive mind, you could hardly see that it wasn't ironed. But facts are the facts, I didn't iron a shirt for him.


I believe the few times I have ironed shirts in the last few years have been because of weddings. And the last wedding Tim went to was to sing at in...2012??


Yeah...


But God has been working on me, people. And, as always, it's never about the ironing. In many ways,God couldn't care less that Tim wears an un-ironed shirt to church when he's leading.


But God cares very, very much about the heart of the un-ironed man's wife.


You see, I blamed my hating ironing in those early days from lack of experience...or from the frequency of having to iron...and the fact that it's boring! But, in all honesty, my stand against ironing really was my heart saying this: I don't want to do this for you. If you aren't going to iron your shirts when I don't, then don't wear any. I'm not your slave!


It fills me with shame when I think of the hidden thoughts of my heart were laid so bare before the Lord. And it fills me with shame when I think of how I have spent so many years with that attitude towards the man that I love.


The world may tell me that I did the right thing. I stood up for myself, I didn't let myself "come under" my husband, I fought for my rights. But what balloney. All I was doing was being selfish, hard-hearted, and rebellious.


Remember, it's not about the ironing. This could have been about making his lunches, or folding his socks, or picking up his dirty laundry from the bathroom. It could have been about buying a birthday present for him! What matters is that my heart has not pursued genuine love in this matter. It has tried to love it's own desires.


So if you have taken a stand too, dear sister, forget about what you have stopped doing or that which you resent. Look at your heart. Why are you rebelling?  What is making you so huffy-puffy? Is what you're doing true love or is it more about you?




"Love one another deeply, from the heart [always unselfishly seeking the best for one another]." 1 Peter 1:22


21 comments:

  1. Great post... Been there/done that... such a good lesson. :)

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  2. It's so important to check our motives. Thank you for sharing this encouragement!

    God bless,
    Patty

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  3. Hi Sarah! Loved this post. I'm sharing it on Facebook and Twitter. Visiting from #modestmommondays. Blessings to you!

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  4. Ha ha! I think we all must have been! x

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  5. Yes, and yet, we're so blind sometimes - and stubborn!

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  6. Thank you, Sarah! Praying it blesses others x

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  7. Sound of applause... thanks for your candidness. My obstacle was sending Christmas cards to his side of the family. He has a large family.

    Blessings,
    Leslie

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  8. Oh, that made me giggle! Thank you, Leslie, bless you!

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  9. Great post! The one job I hate doing but will constantly do it is pick up my husband's socks off the floor. He leaves them everywhere and it drives me crazy. But i picked them up because I love him! Thanks for sharing!

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  10. Good for you Martika! I love it! Bless you x :)

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  11. I feel the SAME way about ironing and couldn't agree more that it's truly a heart issue. Thank you for the reminder to bless our spouse and put his needs about our own (even when we reaalllyy don't want to!) This will be featured at the Grace & Truth Linkup this week on Faith Along the Way!

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  12. Oh wow, THANK YOu Sara Ann. That is such a blessing. I pray it helps other women maybe stuck in the same mindset! Bless you!

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  13. […] week’s feature, Sarah from Life of This Mother,  has me TRULY convicted over a simply household chore!  She reminds couples everywhere to […]

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  14. Why do you have to iron. A grown man can iron his own clothes.

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  15. Yes! He can! He also works 50+ hours running a building site, fathers two kids, cares for his parents, loves his wife, runs a Bible Study, attends church, mentors younger guys, and does part-time tertiary study. I thought I might give him a little hand ;)

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  16. This was really interesting, as I was just teaching my oldest son and daughter how to iron yesterday! Personally, the only thing I do iron is my husband's shirts, as he is happy with that. However, I have had a similar attitude as you to tidying in the past- I am *not* a naturally tidy person, whereas my husband is, so me keeping the place tidy is something that blesses him. I have definitely improved on this over the years, but definitely still have a way to go! Thanks for sharing :-)

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  17. It really is about our hearts and doesn't matter what the task is, isn't it? Thanks so much for being such a faithful reader and commenter, Gwen. You bless my heart x

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  18. I'm the oddball, I'd rather iron; it can be done sitting down and with a movie or music on in the background. I also like doing the oven and stove - it is obvious the improvement you see. I also said I would never complain about laundry if I could have machines in my apartment. Not having to go to the laundromat at -50ºF would be a huge blessing! I don't like never-ending dishes and dusting.

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  19. I love vacuuming for the same reason you like the oven - so satisfying to see results. And yes, the never-ending dishes and laundry and dusting aren't cool :)

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  20. […] has noticed my efforts and thanked me. Talk about filling my heart with joy (if you remember that I haven’t served him as well as I could have in the past). My children are being taught to help me at times, showing them what it means to work and be part […]

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  21. […] squabbles. And I only got through two shirts – but not because of the kids! Ha! As you know, ironing is not my forte, but I’m getting […]

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