Posted in Married to the Best Man Alive

My husband has a "bad" habit of leaving things in his pockets when he puts his clothing in the dirty laundry.  Early in our marriage this habit made me angry.  I felt he was being lazy and didn't respect my time.  I was forced to check every pocket of every article of clothing lest I should wash an ink pen and ruin everything in the load.  I have since repented of my attitude and accepted this "quirk" and the Lord has rewarded me.

The other day, as I emptied Dear Hubby's pockets, I pulled out a gum wrapper, a paper clip, and a check stub.  But it was the final pocket that made my day.  There was a toy utensil and a tiny pink sock.  As I held these things in my hand, I got tears in my eyes thinking about my Hubby being a Daddy.  A Daddy to 3 sweet boys and 2 darling girls.  And he's such a good Daddy, too!  I came upstairs to find him talking sweetly to our youngest daughter -- the owner of the tiny pink sock.  Thank you Lord, for my husband and the relationship he has with our children!  Thank you for the precious moments I glimpse throughout each day.  And thank you for the privilege of emptying my husband's pockets!

~ Layla