Love is patient…waiting for my independent almost 4 year old to change her outfit again right before it is time to leave.
Love is kind…when a temper tantrum from an over tired child is cutting into my only break of the day.
Love does not envy…choosing happiness for a friend who has what I’ve been praying for.
Love does not boast…when for that small moment things seemed to be going alright and I’m tempted to take all the credit.
Love is not proud…admitting to my husband that I was wrong and asking for forgiveness.
Love is not rude…when I’m tired and done and I’m asked to do one more thing.
Love is not easily angered…during bed time routine when someone needs to go potty again, tell one more story and have another drink of water.
Love keeps no record of wrongs…forgiving others. Freely extending grace.
Love does not delight in evil but in truth… setting my mind on things of truth. Staying in reality where my God is.
Love protects…protecting my family from the pulls of the world to do this, have that, be like this.
Love trusts…that my husband has my best interests at heart.
Love hopes…that my kids see Jesus through me everyday.
Love perseveres…when life as a wife and a mom is hard.