Captivated

When we are captivated by something we are so drawn in and encompassed by it that we become, in a way, captive to it.

As I have shared many times, my husband sweetly seeks out ways to lift me up when I least expect it. Yesterday morning I was running late as I attempted to rush to get the boys ready and out the door for the co-op preschool we attend on Wednesday mornings. My husband happened to still be at home due to an earlier appointment with an appraiser.

After taking a glance at me and realizing that I was going to have to head out of the door without having had a chance to shower and get ready, (something I do not enjoy going without), he simply took the boys, got them ready and sent me upstairs for a few minutes by myself to get ready! It came as a sacrifice to him when he had to work later last night to make up for that lost time but, to him, taking care of me was more important.

It's not that he's perfect or that I am always happy with him about everything. The point is that the small things that seem insignificant to others speak volumes to me. In my world I give and give to my children with very little or nothing in return so simple acts of kindness go a long way.

As I reflect on this simple gift of time that he gave me, I can not help but be captivated by this love. Why would he treat me like a princess? What immense, and at times sacrificial, love flows from him onto me!

What's even more than that is the love that my Jesus has for me!

I have been given just a taste of this love lived out in the life of my husband -- how much more breathtaking is this deep, deep love that my Creator has for me!

It's so humbling because I know that I am not deserving of this love. But, I will do my best to simply drink it in as I let it lavishly fall upon me and leave me truly captivated. This is one thing that I would love to be held captive to for eternity!