It seems like my Facebook feed is blowing up with folks talking about the upcoming release of the movie 50 Shades of Grey. Some good/some bad - that is fine. I haven't read the books and have no intention of seeing the movie. I'm not a prude and I have no problem with my friends who are excited to see the film. But I will tell you this - a hunk lives at my house.
As I was cleaning today, I went to take something into my husband's office. He is out of town on business but look what I found on his desk.
I know he takes time for devotional each day but just seeing The Word opened on his desk, next to his daily devotion book does something to me that I can't explain. Sometimes I take our plain, everyday, ordinary life for granted. So perhaps it is good medicine to walk into a room in the midst of chores only to be confronted with a simple reminder of the wonderful man you get to call your husband. I hope you've experienced this feeling.
I'll admit, I was attracted to my sweetie long before we started dating. And when I scratched the surface I found a charming, witty and caring man. But when I got close enough to know his heart, I fell madly in love. There I found the man who would stand by my side in good times and bad. A man who would handle the midnight feedings and diaper changes so I could rest. A man who insists on cleaning the dishes after I make dinner. A man who after a long, hard day at work, finds time to throw a baseball with his son and pick up dog poop in the front yard so I won't gag (like it is any less disgusting for him). A man who bathes the boys each night because he knows squatting hurts my arthritis. A man who does a million things without thinking or having to be asked simply because he wants to be helpful. A man who loves The Lord, his family and his mama. This to me is a true hunk. Books won't be written about men like my husband and Hollywood certainly won't make movies about them - so you all can enjoy 50 Shades of Grey. I'm going to enjoy the hunk at my house.