Monday, March 16, 2009
Don't Forget the Onions!
Although I love being a wife and mother, there are a few of my duties I must admit that I'd rather skip. I'm sure we all have our least favorite chores. One of mine, as silly as it might sound, is packing lunches. Since we homeschool, I don't usually have to pack a lunch for my kids (believe me, I don't do it for the fun of it!), but my husband takes a lunch on his truck every day. Since he doesn't have access to a microwave, all his food has to be something he can eat cold. So, most of the time, I pack sandwiches.
That leads to another problem. My dear husband also loves onions on his sandwiches. Now, I don't have anything against onions. I eat cooked onions in many of my dishes. I will occasionally dice them really small and eat them on a salad. However, I don't like to smell large slices of onion. During my pregnancies, doing so would bring serious consequences, if you know what I mean. I guess I carried that memory over into my non-pregnant life, and I dread the inevitable daily onion-slicing.
So, I began to "skip" once in a while. "He won't mind if I don't put the onion on his sandwich today," I would say. Pretty soon, I'd go a whole week without giving my beloved any onion on his sandwiches. My Man has been very patient with me over the years, and he never complained. The only comment he would make would be when he was making his own sandwich at other-than-lunch times. "Oh, we have onions? I thought we were out."
Soon, I began to feel guilty. The Lord spoke to me, "Is that really loving your husband? You are thinking of yourself instead of him." "It's only an onion--not a big deal at all. He doesn't mind my occasionally leaving it off,"I would reply. Then I remembered it hadn't been very occasionally. I tried another tack, "Of course I love my husband! We have a wonderful relationship."
Love, I read not too long ago, as in I Corinthians 13 style love, is not a noun or an emotion. I love how the King James Version calls it "charity". When one thinks of giving to charity, they are thinking of "doing" something. Love is a verb--an action word. It is not enough for me to have "warm, fuzzy feelings" for my husband. Real, Biblical love means to express my love in action.
I still occasionally leave the onions off of my husband's sandwiches, but more often than not, the Lord quietly reminds me, "Don't forget the onions!" I smile and slice them up because it really isn't a big deal. Now if I can only remember this the next time the stomach virus hits all my kids in the same night!