For the first probably 5 years of our marriage, this made me sad. i desperately desired flowers from him. When i had a tough day at home with baby, i felt he knew, and would be running to the flower shop to bring me a handful of daises. i believed this so much so, that i was upset when he came home empty handed. My poor husband, coming home to a ticked off, grumpy wife, who was upset for some reason he didn't know. All this after he had a long day at work.
Why am i saying all this? Well, a couple reasons. First, i think as wives, we put allot of expectation on our husbands in this department. We expect, like i said, for them to read our minds. We want them to cheer us up, make us feel pretty, and adore us. (Now please don't misconstrue, i am not judging every bodies marriage. i am strictly speaking from my experience, and few others i have spoken with.)
My reason to talk about these expectations, is because this is what i did early in my marriage. (And here's where i give a shout out to my husband for sticking it out with me, because i was not the most pleasant to him at times.) My favorite verse to remind me of the behaviors i don't want to fall back into is Proverbs 21:19 "Better to live in a desert than with a quarrelsome nagging wife." i'd say that makes it pretty clear.
Secondly i want to share with you what i call flower picking. You see, i realized how my expectations i was putting on my husband was weighing me down, and putting allot of strain on our marriage. So during my prayer time years ago, i was complaining to God how i just wanted to feel appreciated with flowers. And God in his infinite wisdom asked if i was picking up my flowers. "Huh?" What did that mean? Then God showed me all the things my husband does for me on a daily basis. How he always lets me sleep in on weekends, keeping kids quiet. Or when he's home and the kids are hungry, he's the first one to get up and make them a snack. How he picks up groceries on the way home if i need something, always. And how every night he tells me i'm a good woman, and how i take such good care of our family.
Wow. Ok, so i felt like a jerk. All these are flowers, each one, worth more than a dozen roses, and i had just looked beyond them. ignored them, and demanded more.
So what's my point in sharing this? i pray you will pick up your flowers. Sometimes material items distract us for what the real gifts are. Don't be like me and waste years looking beyond whats in front of you. Praise God that he can change hearts and minds of those willing. So i pray you see your flowers, and if you can't, i pray that God will reveal them to you. Once you pick them up, you will realize you have more than a vase will hold.