"Take it up with him"

Recently my good friend and I were talking and she related the following story.

My friend had just had her second child. The baby had some issues after her birth that were concerning and had to stay in the hospital a few extra days. A man from her ward made some comments to my friend that hurt and offended her. The next time she saw this mans wife she brought it up, telling the wife how offended and hurt she had been. The wife stopped her saying "If you have an issue with my husband please take it up with him. He is my husband and I love him. It hurts my heart when people speak badly about him."

My cute friend had enough wisdom to not take further offence. In fact she has adopted those words anytime someone tries to speak poorly of her own husband. I thought this was great! One of the things I think is very detrimental to marriages is that it seems like women get together and instantly gravitate to complaining about their husbands. If we made it a point to always speak kindly about the men we love, and not allow anyone else to speak unkindly, there would be so much less negativity.

Another good friend, who is the author of the blog http://beautopotamus.blogspot.com/ speaks so kindly of her husband. In almost 10 years of being friends with her, I have never heard her complain about her incredible husband. It is such a pleasant thing to visit with her and see the love that she and her husband share so openly.

I would love to take this opportunity to thank my incredible husband for all her has done for me. Over the course of the last year, he has not only worked 40+ hours at one job, but often left work just in time to go to work at his second job. If he was lucky enough to only work one job, he frequently came home just in time to take one (or more) of his children to this activity or that practice, still walking in the door at 8 or 9 PM. When he was lucky enough to be at home, he came home to a wife who was bringing little or nothing to the table. He often pitched in to make dinner, do laundry, pick up the house or play with the kids. He also payed bills, went grocery shopping or ran errands. On Saturday morning he would drag himself out of bed in the wee morning hours to volunteer at the food co-op we participate it, whether I was able to go or not. When all of the things he had to do where done, he did the things he didn't have to do. He brought me my iron pills. He washed my hair. He let my cry on his shoulder. I have been so blessed to have such a wonderful sweet man in my life who loves me so well. I it is my goal to only let the most kind words cross my lips in regard to my husband and to only foster positive conversations about him and other men.