Enjoying My Front Row Seat

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This morning as I was thinking about posting on another Tuesday, I stopped by Emily’s blog to see if she had left a prompt for the day. She was thankful for her husband but especially she mentioned the “love choice” that is marriage. Ah, that made me smile. What great truth is in that. Each day for every one of us, the relationships we CHOOSE to be a part of are just that. A choice. We choose who we love whether it is our spouse, children, parents, siblings, relatives, or friends… or even enemies. It made me thankful for my husband, who chooses to live his life with me as his wife.
Then, I clicked over to another blog that made me thankful for my husband again.
I am thankful for the blessing of a husband who seeks to honor God with his life. ALL of his life. Not just part of it. I have enjoyed watching Christ change his heart in many areas.

  • I have watched God take this man from a darkroom where I met him, following his own will, seeking to go into photo journalism, to a man seeking to follow God’s will for his life, in all he says and does, preaching the gospel and teaching solid biblical truth.
  • I have watched this man grow from enjoying the action/shoot ’em up type movies, and become a man seeking to be useful to the Lord’s work and clearing his life of those things which are contrary to the teachings of Christ, wanting to be a clean vessel meet for the Master’s use.
  • I have watched him grow in grace and sensitivity to the leading of the Holy Spirit. I have watched God mold him into something new.
  • I have watched him grow from fishing on Sunday mornings for bass to spending his Sunday mornings fishing for the hearts of men for Christ, his Savior.

I have the great privilege of having a front row seat. Long ago I realized I cannot change him, THAT is God’s job, not mine. These are just of few of the ways Christ has changed his life… and there are so many more…

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This morning I unwrapped the blessing of God’s gift to me, allowing me to watch it all come to pass, right before my very eyes.

Hiking Toward Home