© jb katke
This is the second of my four-part Treasures of the Heart series. These blogs stem from a long ago journal I gave to my husband.
Dave presented it to me as he was scouting for something else. Looking back, it must have been a difficult time in our life. All marriages have them. As I reread through the entries it brought home the importance of words. Spoken or written, makes no difference.
The first theme I noted was Repairs. Today I focus on another theme that came to my attention. Acknowledgement. We all have a need to be recognized, yes?
Of all the pages of affirmation I wrote, Acknowledgement carried the most entries. Words were even mentioned one day in particular.
“You’re talking more today, that makes me happy. I know you are recovering from the stress at work.”
Can a spouse understand working conditions? She can try.
“I realized you didn’t receive anything positive in your life. Not from work, not from the kids, not from me either. I am the only one that can change that.”
Let’s face it, the workforce does not hand out praise for doing the thing you were hired to do. Children cannot comprehend the adult world. Allies can be few and far between, a sensitive spouse can make all the difference in the world.
“My dear treasured husband, this has been a difficult week. Twice you had to deal with uncomfortable circumstances. Addressing them doesn’t come natural to you. But this is what I see, God is at work in your life, giving you the strength to face the moment.”
Even a bad example can be a good one. Having a boastful, arrogant boss who routinely takes credit for your work accomplishments is the epitome of frustration. Being on the receiving end of that provides you the know-how of what not to be.
You know how tough life can be.
“I can tell by your face.”
Home is all we have to let off steam.
As parents, Dave and I didn’t realize how our character impacted the kids. Twenty-twenty hindsight reveals all.
“Years ago Jamie told me he wanted to be a carpenter because that is what Dad and Jesus were. Today he reminded me of how much he looks up to you. The shed key was missing and he had to get newspapers delivered. Anger and frustration spilled over. Looking out the window I saw he was taking the lock off the door so he could get his bike. When I tried to stop him, his words were, ‘Mom, it’s what dad would do.’”
He thought it through-so like his father! I hope that made you as proud as it did me. This is how I wish to end today. Be an overcomer, it is possible with Gods’ help.
One more thing-our son has a career that requires problem solving, much like his father had so many years ago.