At the end of 2010 my kitchen pantry needed attention. It made every recipe a little bit more of an adventure. I could find everything, and I was sure insurance would cover any accidents :) Even the dog looked concerned when he peered inside. I just looked the other way ...
My organizationally gifted hubby took pity on me as the new year began; he was probably a little tired of feeling like he was in the Matrix when it was time for breakfast. So, he took a cold, gray Saturday to organize the Pantry. It's not the first time he's done such a service. Once he organized my mom's fridge, even making little labels for the shelves, to categorize her cache. He's just handy and helpful like that. So it was time he took pity on our pantry.
|In the process ...|
I was not appreciating his work or his help or his kind way of doing it. I was not blessing him for serving me with his gifts or joining him in caring for our home together. This really wasn't about having a polished pantry, categorized cans, or beautifully lined boxes. Lurking somewhere in the dark recesses of the snack shelf, beside the expired cracker packs and can of beets, was my pride, and it needed to be tossed out. I lost the opportunity of thanking my husband for offering me his help to lift a load in my life. It was an opportunity lost, similar to the potatoes that went bad while hiding on the floor behind the extra bread flour.
When the Psalmist wrote about the wicked, he addressed pride, how it can stir up ugly words against someone who is behaving righteously. Pride can actually rob us of blessings we are mean to enjoy .... even in the marriage pantry.
Let their lying lips be silenced, for with pride and contempt they speak arrogantly against the righteous. How abundant are the good things that you have stored up for those who fear you, that you bestow in the sight of all, on those who take refuge in you.
When ugliness rears up in our marriage, we can be thankful God's mercies are new each day, and asking for forgiveness is a bridge to extend to our loved one. Restoration with our lover is sweet, but requires humility to get there, letting someone "get in our pantry." The alternative would be to let it stay hidden and ignored, but then it just expires and rots. Who wants rotten potatoes (pride?) in a marriage, when "abundant are the good things" that God has for us to experience?
I'm praying our marriage pantries are in order today and that nothing is "rotting" in there ;) It might be time to clean it out and do a little organizing together.
Blessings on your oneness today,