Looking up in joy

Ma was so pretty, in her brown-and-red Christmas shawl, with her brown knit hood tied under her chin, and she stepped so quickly and looked up at Pa so merrily that Laura thought she was like a bird.  

Laura Ingalls Wilder                                                                                             On The Banks Of Plum Creek

We read this the other day and it's had me thinking of my Love...  pondering my role as his wife...

what do others see when they see me look at my beloved? Can they see how much I love him, how much I appreciate him, respect him and just love being with him?  Is joy on my face?   Do they know that he is truly my best friend and the love of my life?  

It's so easy to just deal with the everyday things... to give him the problems right when he walks in the door, to focus on other people when we are in a crowd, to show more love and affection to friends or our children.  

But there is a different way.

I want my eyes to shine bright when I see him, a smile on my lips that flows from my heart, love in my words, laughter on my tongue...  I want it to be genuine, not a fake show, but the showing of a deep love that flows forth from my heart...  I want him to know that my delight is in him and I want others to see it too.  

So, my project for this week...  to put away the other, everyday *things* that will need dealt with and instead I want to make sure that love is flowing from my heart, being expressed to my love...  God has blessed me with an amazing man and I want him to know how much I appreciate him.