A Wife Loved Like The Church

The thing is, I’m kinda a brat

Posted on: June 4, 2010

I’ll be real honest, I can be a brat. I won’t sugar coat it for ya – some days I’m down right selfish and rude. I like my way on my time at my say. It ain’t pretty and it sure ain’t godly. Part of me wonders if I don’t look a little like this:

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Jonathan is leaving Monday for a business trip to Chicago and won’t be back until Thursday night. Over lunch yesterday, I was giving him a hard time about being gone {especially since we’ll miss our normal date night}. Even though I could tell it was annoying him, I kept on going, kept on being bratty. Finally Jon just said “Aren’t you happy that I provide for you?” Say what? This business trip is for me? All your hard work and effort is so I can stay at home? Yes, yes it is.

The thing is, I’m kinda a brat. And while I was pouting about a business trip that my husband is taking, I failed to realize he is taking it for me. He is going to ensure that I can continuing staying at home with our daughters. He is going to ensure that we have a roof over our heads and live comfortable lives. He is going to ensure that he holds true to his words – that he will protect, provide and care for me and our family. He is going because, well, he’s just plain awesome at his job and his boss wants him to go. How can I pout about that? How can I be upset about having such a great man?

By the end of our conversation I was struck with this verse: “It’s better to live alone in the desert than with a quarrelsome, complaining wife. {Proverbs 21:19}”. I apologized to Jon and before lunch was finished the air was cleared. I walked away with this one thing in mind: “The man who finds a wife finds a treasure, and he receives favor from the Lord.” {Proverbs 18:22}.

I want to be the kind of wife that my husband treasures. One that lifts him up and allows him to do what God has called him to. One that is supportive and kind. One that speaks with love and humility. And I am grateful that I have a man like Jon, who is always understanding, continually pointing me towards truth. Thanks for all you hard work babe. I love you.

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7 Responses to "The thing is, I’m kinda a brat"

I know what you mean. Dexter and I have not spent a lot of time away from each other since we got married (I blame it on our separation during college), so whenever we do have to be apart, it’s like the end of the world. I got stuck in Des Moines at a conference in February, and I finally started to be able to deal with it a little better. I still struggle with attitude problems, though, since Dexter’s job frequently encroaches on our evenings and weekends. Thanks for the reminder to be an encourager and not a whiner!

I really appreciate your honesty on this blog Sarah. This post brought tears to my eyes. Thanks for the reminder to be a blessing, not a burden, to my husband.

Sarah thanks for your honesty on this. I am also thankful and resentful of my husband’s job. What a great reminder that steady work is God’s provision, and what we are called to in that situation!

So true!! It’s hard to remember that sometimes – business trips, late nights, early mornings, etc. … all for our family!

I’m a brat, too. And that verse in Proverbs gets me EVERY TIME!!

Great words, Sarah. It’s easy to be bratty, and much, much harder to be otherwise. I am encouraged you shared this b/c I do the same thing all the time! I also have felt convicted about it, thinking about that same (kind of) verse- I don’t have it bookmarked, but I knew the basic idea…anyway, thanks for this b/c it cements it more!

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