My Husband

I love a man who humbles me to the core.  He tells me I am wonderful, but his own actions are so pure, so sweet that I am corrupt in all I do.  My petty angers and old hurts, my ego and selfishness are cankers.  They shame me in his lovely light, and I need to hang my head.  But more than anything else I want to be worthy of this good man.  I have been praying today that I can be.  I will pray this every day for the rest of my life, and thank God for giving me such a partner to challenge me and bring me to a higher level.  The ugliness and pain that causes sin must be put to death.  So I pray for a kind of death so I can be made new in and through my loving spouse.