When I got married I never imagined that I would love my husband more than I did at that moment. I couldn’t have been more wrong. After walking through life with my husband for the past 11 years, I have grown to love him so much more today than I did the day we got married.
I had this misconception before I had children too. I thought that the moment I laid eyes on my baby I would be filled with an unconditional love for my child that would carry me through the rest of their life. Nothing could be farther from the truth. It’s not that I didn’t love the slimy, screaming mess that just came out of me, but oh how I would grow to love him more and more over the next 8 years.
Maybe I had more fairy tale expectations for my life than the average person. But I am so glad my fairy tales didn’t come true. I am so glad I allowed my love to grow.
Philippians 1:9 says ”And this is my prayer: that your love would abound more and more, in knowledge and depth of insight.”
So I have this thought, maybe your fairy tale didn’t turn out the way you thought it would. Let your love grow.
Your job did turn out to be as amazing as you hoped. Let your love grow.
Your marriage turns about to be more work than fun. Let your love grow.
Your children are challenging you daily. Let you love grow.
Your relationship with your in-laws is proving to be difficult. Let your love grow.
Growth = Life. And often times, growth = pain. Don’t mistake growing pains for death. Push through the pain and you will be able to look back at tremendous growth.
Let your love grow.
(this entry was originally posted June 16, 2010)