My Wife - A Gift From God

God your love for me, is very clear

You know my flesh, you know my fear,

You know my body, you know my mind

You know my growth, can fall way behind

So you gave me a gift, unspeakable, real

Emotions so strong, I can't say how I feel,

I open my eyes, at the start of each day

To behold beauty, that with me does stay,

She smiles at me, though knowing my sins

And prays for me, when a new day begins,

She comes alongside, put there by God

She's fully aware, her husband is flawed,

But she loves me to death, I know that 'tis true

And I run out of ways, to say "I love you."

She lends me her spirit, to help focus my thought

She lends me her wisdom, lessons God's taught,

She gives me her body, so completely, so free

With passion and love, complete ecstasy,

So I love her like Christ, said to love your bride

And cherish that girl, that stays by my side,

I love her and honor her, a gift straight from God

I feel giddy, happy, filled with great awe,

I want you to think, for a moment or two

Just what that woman, really means to you,

How your work for the Lord, would suffer or die

If she didn't help, but stood idly by,

Do you realize your mind, would fold in on itself?

Do you think all that work, is done by an elf?

The meals she cooks, the dishes she does

She does backbreaking work, and it's all because

It's a ministry from God, she's smart enough to know

How God works in a family, whose life's on the go,

Now let's all thank God, for the gift He has given

And serve Him together, a team bound for heaven.

I imagine the first time Adam cast his eyes in the direction of his wife he nearly collapsed as his knees buckled beneath him. He had been into animal husbandry, caring for them and naming them. He had literally studied them and rightfully came to the conclusion that there was not a companion suitable for him.

"Out of the ground the Lord God formed every beast of the field and every bird of the air, and brought them to Adam to see what he would call them. And whatever Adam called each living creature, that was its name. So Adam gave names to all cattle, to the birds of the air, and to every beast of the field. But for Adam there was not found a helper comparable to him." (Gen. 2:19-20)

Can't you just see his jaw drop and his eyes pop? There she is, Eve - his mate, one created just for him. He saw the shape and dimensions and that she was mankind! I imagine every nuance of Adam's desire was embodied in this one woman. The way she moved was a thing of his dreams. She moved catlike- but better. Majestic like a lioness- but better. The flow of her hair in the wind and the sound of her voice like music to him. God knowing him, knew that he would instantly fall in love with her. Yet God wanting man to know that love is a decision and just not a hormomal jolt gave him some objectivity. One moment to think on how they would talk, how he would care for her, and how she could care about him. When he said the Hebrew equivalent to hello, and talked to her, she had a mind. She was not an empty-headed, know-nothing. God didn't create her with no memory, an empty slate for a mind that Adam would have to fill from his short existence on earth. As he was, she also was, created with God-given knowledge from which to make decisions. She couldn't help but fall head-over-heals for him as well.

The symbolism was all encompassing. God didn't say, "Here is your wife. Put a ring on her finger and make her a promise to always love her." Instead He literally made them a matched set. He took a rib from the man, a piece of his flesh, and starting from this very significant piece of man, He built a woman. This was a thinking act. Adam had to think, why a rib? I believe that his side had a scar on it and a feeling of his rib gone. Adam had these things on his mind as he talked to Eve and realized how much a part of him she was. They had knowledge in common implanted from God Himself. They shared a mind and a body and the foregone conclusion is that Adam would love her. And he did.

"And the Lord caused a deep sleep to fall on Adam, and he slept; and He took one of his ribs, and closed up the flesh in its place. Then the rib which the Lord God had taken from man He made into a woman, and he brought her to the man. And Adam said, "This is now bone of my bones and flesh of my flesh; she shall be called Woman, because she was taken out of man," (Genesis 2:21-23)

I was just thanking Jesus the other day for the way He knows me so well. He cares about my needs and He cares about my desires. He knows my tastes better than I do and cares about the little things. My wife is one of the best examples of how the Lord supplies not only my needs but also the desires of my heart. She was created just for me. Jesus created Eve for Adam using his omniscience. My wife was so created for me, and by His omniscience just as uniquely. You may think that it is just happenstance, coincidence, that husbands and wives find each other and I would have to disagree with you.

My wife compliments me. Where I am weak or incompetent or unskilled, she excels. For example, I hate numbers and math, and money because of numbers and math. She loves to manipulate finances and is very good at it. She gives to the Lord willingly out of a loving heart.

In every major area where I need assistance, God has given me someone that not only excels in that area, but loves it. God also cares about the minor things, the small desires that I could get used to living without, because it is not a necessity, God still loved enough to give them. Little things like attraction factors and excitement factors that I only realized after I met her how very exciting those things were to me. The way she holds her hands when she eats or the sway of her form as she walks by my side or the way she will fix a strand of hair that is rebelliously in her way.

Husbands, love your wives. They are a gift created just for you. Study her as Adam did his wife. You will see her attributes that God put there with you in mind. Pray that God give you insight into His wisdom in creating your marriage. And love her forever.

Happy Birthday, my darling, my precious, precious princess.

PLEASE READ ON: It's possible that you have not lived a life that contains a lot of thought of God or things spiritual. It's possible that you have wished that you could deepen those things that are foundational in your relationship and are willing to look beyond where you have been to see why your marriage is shallow and lacking meaning. Marriage is made up of two people who have a relationship to God. If you are a man who loves his wife, you need to know you are God's child. Perhaps you have had real problems in your marriage and you need help. God wants to be that help.

Have you realized that you are a sinner and that your sin stands between you and God? "All have sinned and come short of the glory of God." (Romans 3:23)

Have you realized that you need a Savior and that Jesus died for your sins? "For God so loved the world that He gave His only-begotten Son that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish but have everlasting life." (John 3:16)

Do you believe that Jesus came to bleed and die for your sins and was buried and rose the third day for you? "For I delivered unto you first of all that which I also received, how that Christ died for our sins according to the Scriptures; and that He was buried, and that He rose again the third day according to the Scriptures." (1 Corinthians 15:3-4)

You can call on Jesus to save you. "For whosoever shall call upon the Lord shall be saved." (Romans 10:13)

Pray this: Dear Jesus, I know that I am a sinner and I need a Savior. I believe you came to earth to bleed and die to pay for my sins. I believe that you were buried and rose on the third day for me. I ask you to forgive me of my sin and save me. Thank you for loving me so much to make me your child. Amen.

Other hubs about Marriage:

What Is Marriage?

Marriage Series (Part 1. One is Spirit)

Marriage Series (Part 2. Soul Mates)

Hubs about Family:

The Legacy (a poem)

How Precious Is My Sister (a poem)

My Dad Is My Hero (a poem)

Precious Little Life (a poem)