Showing posts with label Psalms. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Psalms. Show all posts

Your Wifely Approval Rating

How can I be a better wife?  That is the question.

I have my own answers.  I can fill in the blanks myself with simple things as:

      "Don't miss a chance to kiss him 'hello' when he arrives home from work everyday."
      "Speak kindly and listen carefully all the time."
      "Tell him I love him.  Often.

While I'm at it, I might as well fill in what the man would like for Christmas and his birthday, because I will, more than likely, not list many of the things he would like or need.  I know that the second answer makes his list because he has told me those things matter.  The other two actions feel important, but in his way of thinking, don't need correcting or improvement.  They hold meaning, but they don't affect his self-esteem or heart capacity -- because I do not rank a deficit in those areas.

My husband and I attended a marriage seminar with several couples from our church last fall, by Dr. Gary Chapman.  Neither of us realized it would affect us in the way it did.  Dr. Chapman asked that each spouse ask the other, every once in a while, what would make him a better husband/her a better wife.

This sounds simple. It also sounded revolutionary to two people who focused on their own needs too closely and thought they were doing what the other wanted or needed, but missed the target more than we hit it.

This small suggestion packed a punch, and made each of us sit up and take notice.

It also strikes a kind of fear deep within the person asking.  Getting these words out without feeling butterflies in my stomach hasn't happened yet.  I can have a small bout of anxiety while waiting for the answer (because the receiving spouse should think very carefully and not rush into an answer), which feels similar to waiting for test results from a doctor.

What is wrong with me that he might decide needs fixing?

As we drove home under grey October skies after that seminar, my husband surprised me by asking, "How can I be a better husband to you?"  At that moment in time, having him attend the seminar with me and participate actively made his approval rating rise in my heart and mind.  He couldn't do a better job at husband-ing than he had already done.  For that moment, hour and day.  I told him so, and his smile told me he felt successful already.

Several days after that car ride, I asked my question with some trepidation.  How can I be a better wife to you?  Whew!  I got that out of the way ... and then had to wait for the answer.  The answer took several days for him to develop, between thinking and busy days at work and at home.  His answer both delighted and disappointed me.

He told me I did a great job doing what I do right now, and he had no complaints.

ACK!  I got a good review.  I had prepared myself for some hard knocks in the wife department, maybe a short list of improvements that I might find difficult or maybe overwhelming to undertake.  Instead, I received a star on my Chart of Wifely Behavior.  My approval rating stood near the top.

"Set a guard, O Lord, over my mouth; keep watch over the door of my lips!" Psalm 141:3

But, complacency, or worse, inflated ego would make a poor choice of mind-set after one good rating.  In anticipation of the question sometime in the future, I decided to polish my skill set as a wife.  And, as in any other job any of us undertakes, I fail in some areas at various times and have to go back to the drawing board. I am not, nor will I ever be perfect.  I have a desire to try for perfection -- in the eyes, heart and mind of my husband -- and that makes the difference.

Throughout the past year, we have crept up on each other with The Question a handful of times each.  I do not think we have over-asked it, nor have we assumed either of us perform so well that we don't think to ask it from time to time.  We know we fall short in our roles as husband and wife here and there, depending on stress, lack of sleep, hormones (!) and other factors.

"A soft answer turns away wrath, but a harsh word stirs up anger."  Proverbs 15:1

Our improved "approval rating" for each other lies partly in the fact that because of The Question, we pay attention to our attitudes, actions and words more closely.  We renew our hope in each other and in our marriage by offering thoughtful answers to The Question that serve in smoothing, improving and sometimes redirecting our relationship as husband and wife, and as people.

I like a good rating as well as the next person, but hearing, "Good job!" at every turn does not instruct me.  Those words, carelessly spoken, can mislead me, and I will begin to focus on my wants and needs, and maybe try to finagle ways to achieve them.

It seems a good idea to discuss The Question with your spouse prior to popping this very meaningful question.  If a husband or wife sits in a different boat in your marriage relationship, answers to The Question may come out as pointed and hurtful, rather than constructive and regenerating.  Discuss it, that it makes a good tool for keeping in touch with each other's needs, and builds bridges between you. In a marriage, you want Venice (actually, Pittsburgh, since it contains more bridges) on your bridge-building landscape.  Aim high.  CONNECT.

Go ahead.  Ask it!





Giving Thanks

Thanksgiving arrives in T minus 02:11:44 at the time of this writing (our dinner hour begins at 1:00 p.m., EST, for your calculation purposes).  So much to give thanks for in life.  My list consists mainly of people, experiences and the ability to breathe in and out every day ... the gift of life itself.

I have always wanted to have the kind of family that sits around the Thanksgiving table and shares one item of thanks, or that makes a keepsake jar full of slips of paper containing each family member's thanks focus, or who turns to each family member in turn and says, out loud, what makes him or her thankful for that person.  We are not that family.  We love each other, but shy away from the warm fuzzies, not for practical purposes, but for the fact that, to us, the warm fuzzies feel fake.  No judgement on those of you who feel comfortable with it -- as for us, we have deep feelings that we keep a little more private, almost sacred, and the people toward whom we feel them will know it.  But the whole world, or even just our corner of it, may not.  Private.

Add to that, most of our clan does not feel artistic or crafty, nor do they like to write anything more than a signature on a document when required.  No dice on the creative segment for Thanksgiving.

Psalm 95:1-6 

    "O come, let us sing unto the LORD: let us make a joyful noise to the rock of our salvation. Let us come before his presence with thanksgiving, and make a joyful noise unto him with psalms. For the LORD is a great God, and a great King above all gods. In his hand are the deep places of the earth: the strength of the hills is his also. The sea is his, and he made it: and his hands formed the dry land. O come, let us worship and bow down: let us kneel before the LORD our maker."

I will still dream of a day on which we actually do participate in such an undertaking, but until then, I have a list.

I thank God for:
- life
- my husband, my hero
- my children - the hard-gotten offspring, neither of whom entered this world without a struggle; even to conceive them was a struggle
- parents who don't pry, offer advice, or judge
- God's grace in all things, even when I act stubbornly and can't see it
- our church and for the preaching of the Word each week, which I never experienced until we changed churches almost 6 years ago
- the unstoppable power of love, even when the chips are down
- hope, and the longer I live, the longer I know that hope truly only comes in Christ
- hindsight and wisdom that come from experience and perseverance
- friends who share their worries and dreams as well as their sorrows and joys and make life all the more fulfilling
- the low points in life -- because they showed me truth when I was blind, and made the mountaintops that much more spectacular
- the lasting power of words
- the ability to forgive and be forgiven
- freedom
- music
- the blessing of enough

Whether you celebrate Thanksgiving or not, find some time every day to thank God for the blessings you have.  Don't focus on the struggles, the parts of life or marriage that give you fits, the stuff you'd rather not face.  Focus on the blessings, and watch them multiply.

Make a list.  On paper, in your head ... in your heart.

Happy Thanksgiving!