Why I Love My Wife

When I look at my wife, I see such radiant beauty permeating from the depths of her soul through her smile and that glimmer in her deep baby blue eyes. Sadly, I often look right through that beauty and take it for granted. I often fail to complement her and am quick to criticize. Shame on me!

I love my wife. Next to God, there is no one more important to me in this world. I love my wife because she is kind and compassionate. She is gentle and usually patient. She sees the best in people. She wants to make a difference in peoples lives. She is generous with her time, energy, and talents. Did I mention she loves to cook and is rather good at it?

My wife seeks a right relationship with God. She endeavors to lead by example, daily, her walk as a model for her family. She is an excellent mother, wholly devoted to the teaching and rearing of her children (including me).

Perhaps my wife’s greatest asset is her ability to love me, for I am often not very loveable. My wife knows me; I mean really knows me. She can see right through my excuses, attitudes, pain, and frustrations. She loves me despite of myself.

I love my wife because she inspires me to aspire for greatness. She is motivating and her joy is contagious. She is the other, better, half of me. She makes me want to live life to the fullest and to be the man of God that I should be. She completes the cavernous void in my life that only a true soul mate could.

The number one reason I love my wife is because she is the perfectly packaged gift that God designed for me alone. Knowing that you have the person God intended you to have removes all doubt, all suspicion, all jealousy, all competition. She satisfies me in every way.

My wife…My helper…My partner…My love!