Can’t Help Loving That Man Of Mine

Sep 22, 2009 by desiringvirtue

This is my favorite picture from our wedding day. I love it because it captures Richard so well. His face shows that he is the most caring, loving, and tender man and at the same time, his body language communicates that he is strong and protective.

My Husband

My husband is my hero. He daily sacrifices his own desires and passions for my good.

My husband is my best friend. He knows everything about me and is the only person I can talk to about anything and know that he understands me.

My husband is my crush. He is handsome and strong. He makes me want to be beautiful for him. His eyes are the color of smoky quartz and I could look into them forever.

My husband is my leader. He speaks strongly and leads a life that I want to follow. His strength is grounded in the truth of God’s Word like a giant oak tree is rooted in the life-giving soil beneath.

My husband is my priest. He teaches me the scriptures and is patient with my limited knowledge of them. He protects me from false doctrine and cares for my spirit.

My husband is my clown. He is silly when I can’t be and makes me laugh more than any other person. I love to laugh with him. He brings joy to my life.

My husband is my life. Without him I am not myself. Everything I do is with him, for him, and from him. Our souls are fuzed together eternally.

My husband is my future. When everything else fades away and the future is unsure, one thing is certain: as long as there is breath in our bodies we will have each other.

My husband is my heart. I never knew passionate, soul thirsting, electrifying love until I knew him. He ignited a fire within me that he stokes every moment of every day. My love belongs to him and him alone.

My husband is my lord. As Sarah named Abraham her lord, so I name Richard my own. He is my king, my provider, my leader, my caretaker. My desire is to please him above all other men.

My husband is my own. I know that his attentions and feelings are undivided. I am never parched for his affections, but am confident in his love and passion for me at all times.

My husband is God’s tool in the garden of my heart. The Lord perfectly fit Richard as an instruments of edification and encouragement for my soul. No other person convicts, challenges, and strengthens my walk with the Lord like he does.

Thank you Lord for giving me such a blessed marriage. Thank you for providing a husband for me that mirrors your all-surpassing love, leadership, and care. Your provision is beyond understanding.

Husbands, love your wives, as Christ loved the church and gave himself up for her, that he might sanctify her, having cleansed her by the washing of water with the word, so that he might present the church to himself in splendor, without spot or wrinkle or any such thing, that she might be holy and without blemish. In the same way husbands should love their wives as their own bodies. He who loves his wife loves himself. For no one ever hated his own flesh, but nourishes and cherishes it, just as Christ does the church, because we are members of his body. “Therefore a man shall leave his father and mother and hold fast to his wife, and the two shall become one flesh.” This mystery is profound, and I am saying that it refers to Christ and the church. However, let each one of you love his wife as himself, and let the wife see that she respects her husband. -Ephesians 5:25-33