Remember this post from a few weeks ago? Well I didn’t, but Kyle did.

The great thing about blogging every single day- rain, shine, or sleepiness- is that you can make a pretty legit looking blog. Forget what it says, I’m just impressed that it doesn’t look like one of the bazillion that has been abandoned somewhere in the world wide web. I currently have two. The difficult thing is remembering the things you do write about and actually putting them into action. It’s like going to church on Sunday. I can usually do a pretty good job of implementing the week’s sermon until about 7pm on Sunday night. And Monday will see my heart turn on a dime.

A friend from college recently messaged me and said the following words: “I have been reading your blog, and have decided that your husband is probably fake. Men like that don’t exist. So I’m requesting that you put some stuff on there to show the real side of him–what he smells like in the morning, etc. Thanks.” So here goes.

He doesn’t smell good in the morning.

He never shuts his closet door, and his shoes are everywhere. It’s like he wears three pairs at once and hides them strategically for me to find. And put back in the closet. And close the door.

He spills coffee on the counter every morning and doesn’t wipe it up.

He’s really attached to his couch, which sags in the middle and smells like college boys. I try to decorate it with lots of pillows but they just get thrown on the floor.

He gets out of the shower before drying off, so there’s always water on the floor, and he sets his alarm for 4:45am, but snoozes until 5:30, which means lots of awake time for me.

He’s not perfect, but neither am I. We both struggle. But we’re both realizing that life isn’t worth much when it’s lived hiding behind good intentions. Kyle wrote me a letter as a congrats for making it two whole months being married to him (and actually mentioned his own smelliness in the letter. See- not fake at all). And in leading by action, it holds me accountable to everything I’ve had intentions of doing.

How will you follow through on one thing today?

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5 thoughts on “Follow-through”

  1. While reading this I thought "Are we married to the same person going by a different name?" My husband, Duncan, leaves his shoes EVERYWHERE and strategically placed so that I will trip on them, he gets out of the shower and then dries off in turn soaking the mat and does the exact same thing with his alarm. I wonder if this is just something that they male species is programmed to do?

  2. Oh no! Not drying off before getting out the shower?? You've made a huge mistake, Jen! Call the marriage counselor, stat!

    At the end of the day, most of what you listed are VERY trivial annoyances, not anything that would reveal any major flaw in my brother's character. Men smell gross in the morning, oh my goodness, call Reuters and tell them you got the scoop, Christiane Amanpour.

    The telling bit about this entry is the fact he wrote you an f'n letter congratulating you on being married to him for 2 months. That's not reality, that's just…a fairy tale. As it SHOULD be! You married an amazing man serious about pursuing God's righteousness with you and it's been TWO MONTHS. You're still soaked in the sweet honeymoon glaze of newlywedness. Speaking as a 65 year old man who's been married for 40 years, let me tell you that if you're not acquainted with the darker parts of my brother's soul, it WILL happen, just as he'll become acquainted with your darkness. That's what tends to happen with two sinners sharing the same roof. For now, he leaves shoes on the floor. Bigger battles are coming that'll make spilled coffee seem romantic. So you guys keep doing what you're doing. Keep building your marriage from the ground up on The Rock of Christ. Because remember that just because the man built his house on the rock did not exempt him from the storm.

    This is Danny Glover, signing out.

    P.S. – Tell you're friend there are dozens of us…….dozens.

  3. I think all guys get out of the shower before drying off. My brother did this while we were growing up and sharing a bathroom and now my husband has continued the trend. I have to keep telling myself that Bryan will most likely do things differently from me, not wrong, just different.

    Oh the joys of the first year of marriage and living with a boy 🙂

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