He changed. I changed. We’re not the same people we were when we got married. He is a better man than he was when I met him, and he will tell you I am a better woman. So what changed?
The advice that we listened to.
There was a paralyzed man who was told that if he went into the pool he would be cured. The world told him the pool was the answer to his problems. Turns out he didn’t need the pool. Jesus told him to pick up his mat, and walk. He was healed. It was crazy, and made no earthly sense. He believed Jesus and followed his instructions and then the real change happened.
Sometimes the culture tells us to be who we are, that we don’t have to change. And it’s right that you don’t HAVE to do anything. But we all know that little changes can make a big difference in the rest of our lives. When you decide to start going back to the gym, or to stop drinking, or to stick to a budget… So…
if you want something to be different, you have to be the one to do the changing.
We chose to pick up our mat and walk together. We chose to stop listening to the advice that encouraged us to be selfish, to do it yourself… and listened to God’s advice. While His was harder to follow, it’s made all the difference. I love my husband more on this day than I have any day or birthday before. And that’s not just because he changed, it’s because I changed too. And I wouldn’t change that… for anything.
originally written: August 1, 2015
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