I’ve been looking for ways that I fall short in honoring and submitting to my husband. It’s not always easy for me to identify, primarily because Lee and I generally agree on most things, and because we’re both pretty easy going in general.
However, I realized recently that I’ve not been careful regarding the red couch.
Now, growing up, my mom let my brother and me play with the couch cushions. We had a lot of fun playing on them. In Lee’s house, he wasn’t allowed to play with couch cushions growing up. It doesn’t surprise you then to know that it wouldn’t bother me at all for the children to slide across the living room floor on a couch cushion, and that Lee isn’t keen on that idea. As our children have been getting more boisterous with couch, I finally realized that Lee’s concern was justified all along, and I was not right to ignore his wishes regardless. Furthermore, because I wasn’t stopping the children during the daytime, I was encouraging them to ignore and disrespect their dad. That’s not good, is it?
So I’ve been working on this. I have told them that I wasn’t doing right by letting them play on and with the couch, and asked their forgiveness for setting a bad example. Maybe I need to simply bring down the beanbag that they’re allowed to play on.
Learning and growing…