While writing an earlier post, “Honey, Take Me for Granted“, I was not aware how this perspective so drastically changes my view of my wife and of being taken for granted by her.

First I was a wee bit annoyed by how my wife was expecting me to do so many little things for her, even though I knew she appreciated them (me).  But then, after writing the post, I realized (and told her so) how thankful I really am that she takes me for granted.

She counts on me.  She trusts me.  She knows that I love her.  By taking me for granted in how I open doors for her, check the house in the middle of the night when she hears a “strange noise”, etc…, she lets me know that she knows that I love her.  She has grown to expect certain things from me (at least partly) because I just always do them.

Not that I am perfect or perfectly consistent.  No, not at all.  The point of all of this is how thankful I am that my wife knows and expects that I will treat her a certain way.  She keeps me accountable for it. I am glad and thankful to the Lord that my wife knows how she should be treated, expects to be treated as so, keeps me accountable for treating her so, is humbly thankful for such treatment, and lets me know that she knows that I truly do love her by treating her so.