Like the coolness of snow at harvest time is a trustworthy messenger to those who send him; he refreshes the spirit of his masters. —PROVERBS 25:13
The baby shower was lovely, but I kept checking the clock. I was ready to get back to my own newborn, who was alone with Dad for the first time.
They needed me by now, I was sure.
As I turned the knob and walked into the living room, I saw father and son lying on a blanket, just gazing at each other. I felt like an intruder. I asked how they spent the morning, and Todd told me he’d taken Zach to the library—and gotten him his own library card.
Part of me wanted to dismiss what he did as silly. Just like in the days after Zach’s birth when my husband pushed the bassinet down the hospital hallway yelling “Road trip!” on the way to the nursery. In a few seconds, though, my condescension soft ened into awe and gratitude for the man I married.
He said it felt like the right thing to do. He didn’t read it in a new parent guide, ask a friend’s opinion or consult another soul. He just held our little guy while he talked him through checking out his first books. He went with a loving impulse. And from the calm little body lying next to his six-foot dad, I’d say Zach felt it.
It wouldn’t be the last time I’d second-guess a Dad decision, but it would be the time that would always humble me into remembering that the beauty of a team is that we do things together, with a shared goal, even if we’re not always alike.
Lord, help me fulfill my role and uplift—not judge—my husband in his.
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