Wednesday, October 3, 2012

Grace-full Love

My husband and I left just after lunch to begin a long trip home. We talked together for a couple of hours, then I continued driving as he napped so he would be alert to take over after awhile.

It was late afternoon when I received a phone call that I'd left my backpack at the campground. Of all the stuff we took with us, this was the one item that I really couldn't function without for more than a day or two. I quickly thought through options; none of them were good. I turned to my husband and told him what I'd done.

He asked me to get him a soda before we headed back the way we had come.

He didn't grump at me, though that would have been understandable. After all, this detour added about five hours to our already-long trip, and for no good reason. But he didn't scowl at the inconvenience, didn't roll his eyes at my forgetfulness, didn't even complain about the price of gas these days. Instead, he simply acknowledged my mistake and supported me in getting it fixed. He offered grace.

Love is patient, love is kind.
It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.
It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.
Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.
It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
(1 Corinthians 13:4-7)

1 comment:

Elizabeth Schmelzenbach said...

Sounds like my husband! We are so blessed to have these ultra-understanding husbands. Thanks for the reminder.