Turning Down the Fan

June 20, 2008

Okay, I confess.  I have had two late nights reading in bed.  With the lights on and no guilt.  My sweetie was out-of-town, and I took full advantage.  All right, all right, I also slept in the middle of the bed and made use of his pillow.  If I snored, I snored with impunity.  I even adjusted the temperature and turned up the ceiling fan speed.  After all, there was no one there to freeze while I menopaused my way through the night. 

It’s a fun freedom for a day or so.  But after that, I just plain miss him.  He is my best friend, my husband, my lover, my helpmate.  For this, a marriage relationship, you make compromises just to be in each others’ company. 

So tonight, it’s back to being considerate of one another.  Although we both rise early, if I choose to stay up and read in bed, he has consequences from my choices.  If I use the fan on a higher speed, he gets sinus problems.  So, we compromise.  I turn off the light as quickly as I can wrench myself away from the book and he does as soon as the New York Times crossword loses its pull.  He piles on the covers, usually three layers, while I alternately toss the sheet on and off. 

Relationships really are about adaptation and compromise.  Especially the most intimate ones.  I mean, look at what Christ did to have a relationship with me.  Sacrificing himself so that we could have that personal, intimate relationship.  That dance of prayer and praise.  That holy communion together. 

Fortunately for me, Christ is never out-of-town.  The question here is what changes do I have to make to keep the intimacy of God in my life.  I think it’s more than just turning down the fan….

 Matthew 16:24

Then said Jesus unto his disciples, If any [man] will come after me, let him deny himself, and take up his cross, and follow me.

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One Response to “Turning Down the Fan”

  1. Dusty Says:

    I get the spirtual significance of your story, I really do! But, what I really get is the need – yes, need – to enjoy bedtime reading or tv. Actually, I’m a bit odd in this one. I stay up in the living room to read – not watch tv. Then, I go to bed to watch tv. Although, I hear it allows for better sleep to read right before sleep instead of watch right before sleep. That’s neither here nor there – or is it? I digress. So, yes. I miss my husband when he is on a trip. But, I do like being master of my bedtime rituals. And, thanks for the reminder that Jesus never goes out of town!


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