Recently, I was driving in the car with my two boys, ages 1 and 7. The conversation somehow morphed into how people choose whom to marry. Through this dialogue, my 7 year-old led me to an important realization about the phrase “opposites attract.”
Have you ever sighed, rolled your eyes, held up your husband’s dirty shirt which happens to be strewn mere inches from the actual laundry hamper and asked in frustration, “ why can’t you just put these in the hamper?!”
Have you ever wanted to really take a risk in life? You know, like sell the house and move to a completely different (and warmer!) state for a few years just because you can? When you’re thrilled about the adventure awaiting you and tell your spouse he simply smiles at the suggestion and keeps on chopping vegetables for dinner like nothing actually happened while you wander off, again in frustration.
I have. I have been there in so many ways, often wondering why my husband can’t just be more like me! Why can’t he be more organized? Why can’t he be more of a dreamer? Why can’t he be more creative? Why can’t he have a passion for education, literacy, and fitness like I do? Wouldn’t life be so much easier?!
Thanks to my son, I now, after 30 plus years of life and 9 years of marriage realized that no, life would not be easier then. In fact, God provided me with this amazing man who is different from me in just the right ways to make our relationship work. In the words of my son, “It’s like God takes a half of a line, joins it with someone else’s half a line, and makes a full line!”
Think about it. I never pay attention to detail. I see the big picture and come up with the creative, bizarre dreams. My husband, he takes that dream analyzes every little piece of it and makes it into a reality. Line complete.
When our kids are sick, I snuggle and love on my kids every second I can, making sure they know I love them and only want the best for them. My husband researches the medicine, the dose, the storage, how to administer it, and provides our kids with the best medical attention possible for them to get better. Line complete.
When I’m crazy organized and put every item in our house into a basket, including papers, my husband manages all of our finances and important documents in a system that has proven flawless for years – even though the papers sometimes clutter our counter. Line complete.
When I am crazy and act without thinking, my husband smiles, pulls me into his arms, and loves me. I provide him someone to take care of and he provides me with the support I need. Line complete.
So the next time you feel frustration rising because once again, your spouse failed to hang up their jacket, just remember…line complete. What has God brought this amazing person into your life to complete for you and what are you there to complete for them? Smile and know that you were truly made for each other – in just the right ways.
Brian and Bridgett Laird