|Throwing Angie's Quinceanera was the pinnacle of them all!|
I can think of two reasons for this:
1) It's all about expectations.
- In September, it's super easy for me to make breakfast while wrangling the kiddos and let Jon sleep in a couple hours. It's his special month after all!
- Expecting him home a little later from work that week is fine, as I know friends are treating him to lunch, extending his hours downtown.
- That Sunday afternoon, I almost enjoyed sending him up for a 2-3 hour nap, while I entertained the young'uns, fetched some groceries, and prepared some of his favorite foods.
- Cleaning the house is even enjoyable when it's for the purpose of spoiling your special someone.
Cleaning the house is not awesome other times, that goes without saying.
- Thinking about all my man's favorite foods, treats, hobbies, and friends (such as planning to go camping with his best friend and going out to a restaurant full of wild game) is natural and easy around his special day.
It would be beautiful, and Biblical, if I could always put others' desires, sleep, schedules, and needs ahead of my own. These expectations and self, are hard to let go of, but I appreciate the glimpses of selflessness that holidays bring. Now, to celebrate others every day instead of just when the calendar reminds me to.
2) We were created to love and serve others.
Glad I have genuinely generous people like Mom to celebrate sometimes,
and point me toward Christ-like selflessness all the time.
"If you’ve gotten anything at all out of following Christ, if his love has made any difference in your life, if being in a community of the Spirit means anything to you, if you have a heart, if you care— then do me a favor: Agree with each other, love each other, be deep-spirited friends. Don’t push your way to the front; don’t sweet-talk your way to the top. Put yourself aside, and help others get ahead. Don’t be obsessed with getting your own advantage. Forget yourselves long enough to lend a helping hand." -Philippians 2:3-4 (MSG)