Today is Day One of my Love Dare experience (see Book Page), so I am reflecting on patience as a way of showing and demonstrating love for my husband.  In doing so, I have been thinking a lot about all of the ways he is patient with me.  Last night is a good example.

     In an effort to use up some leftovers, I got a container of sloppy joe meat out of the freezer to thaw.  I was going to visit a relative for a bit in the early evening, and I thought that would be an easy thing for him to heat up, if I didn’t get back in time to fix dinner.

     Well, I got back around 7 p.m. (starving), and since my husband farms, I assumed he would be working until dark.  I was going to go ahead and eat a sandwich, and then fix something for him when he came in.  I got a hamburger bun out and opened it on a paper plate.  I opened the reused container containing the sloppy joe meat.  Only, this was not sloppy joe meat.  This was frosting.  I had accidentally thawed out frosting for our dinner.  That’s what I get for being in a hurry and not looking in the container earlier to verify its contents.

     So, when my husband came in from working, I had to confess what I’d done.  I did not offer him a frosting sandwich, but I felt bad because he works so hard, and I wanted to have a decent meal for him when he came back to the house.  He got a kick out of my silly goof-up, and was content with a grilled ham and cheese sandwich.  Thank God for my patient husband.