Another two on her back.
Her sandals are spread through-out the house,
I think she loses track.
She's I want a frosty from Wendy's,
Hurry they close at midnight.
She's I can't find a thing to wear,
She always leaves on the light.
She's a Chevy Cobalt driver,
Her road rage gets her mad.
She's the hand I love holdin',
While we're watching "Breaking Bad."
She's a great conversation,
She's a hug that's always tight.
Her patience with me is amazing,
Even when she knows she's right.
She's everything I always wanted,
But never thought I'd find.
She's perfect for me in every way,
She's one of a kind.
She's a Saturday night at the house,
Hangin' with her girls.
You'll catch her playing the music channels,
Helping her daughters dance and twirl.
She shares her food with the kids,
Unless it's pumpkin pie then she hides.
She's a half-beer drinker,
Before her inhibitions start to slide.
She's the free spirit I wish I could be,
When I'm busy she likes to hover.
She's the voice of my encouragement,
My unborn child's mother.
She's the best at doing research,
The designer of great vacations.
She's a half-tank of gas,
Better start looking for gas stations.
She tells me all the time,
How she'll one day out live me.
She's a fun game of scrabble,
Even though she'll never beat me.
She's stuck with me for 5 years,
Even more if you count our dating.
Quite frankly I'm amazed,
She's still loving and not hating.
You're everything I ever wanted,
You're perfect for me.
Happy anniversary, babe,
You make me the best that I can be.
As I read this poem, I find it strangely prophetic. I acknowledged that I was too busy doing too
many things: “When I’m busy she likes to
hover” and “Quite frankly I’m amazed, She’s still loving and not hating.” It seems I knew a problem existed, but did
not act fast enough to fix it. For every
two hobbies I gave up I picked up one more.
I was walking away from being too busy instead of running away. When it comes to sin, we are never told to
walk away. We are told to flee.
Do
what is good and run from evil so that you may live! Then the LORD God of
Heaven’s Armies will be your helper, just as you have claimed. - Amos
5:14
But
you, man of God, flee from all this, and pursue righteousness, godliness,
faith, love, endurance and gentleness.
- 1 Timothy 6:11
Flee
the evil desires of youth and pursue righteousness, faith, love and peace,
along with those who call on the Lord out of a pure heart. - 2
Timothy 2:22
In this poem I claim that my wife is perfect for me: “She’s perfect for me in every way.” How can this be true? Is anyone perfect for someone else? Let’s look at this through the eyes of Christ
(the bridegroom) toward his Church (the bride).
It is not that my wife is everything I want her to be; that
would be an unrealistic and impossible expectation to put on someone. Rather, she is perfect for me in spite of her
shortcomings. My love for her transcends
any mistakes that she might make. Love
causes me to desire her despite her imperfections. Love fills in the gaps and makes us a perfect
fit. Are there other women out there
that would be better for me? Absolutely. But because of love, I choose her, and she is
perfect for me through love.
For
by one sacrifice he has made perfect forever those who are being made holy. –
Hebrews 10:14
Don’t misquote me, there are things that couples should and
need to work on to improve their relationships.
The same applies to our relationship with God. There are sins we need to give up to have
better communion with Him. However, that
does not change that love (Jesus) has made us perfect for Him. In this way, my wife was perfect for me. Even though she isn’t perfect, she is perfect
for me – because of love.
But
God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners,
Christ died for us. - Romans 5:8
She is perfect for me by my own choice. In the Greek, this is referred to as Agape
love, and it is the most powerful kind of love there is. Unfortunately, she did not think I was
perfect for her.
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