In case you don’t know, I want to let you in on a wonderful secret. Now, we may as well admit it, we don’t always like the same things; God made us different on so many levels. My wife and I have been married for over thirty years, and still don’t know everything there is to know about each other. We keep learning, though. What follows is a lighter look at marriage in our house.
RESTAURANTS: We are so very different in this area. BTW, did you notice the first area mentioned has something to do with food? You did? Anyway, my favorite place to eat is “Golden Corral”, which is a family buffet. There’s plenty of variety, great salads, fried chicken and freshly made mashed potatoes., There’s lots of desserts to choose from and you can go back for seconds, if you want. Did I mention fried chicken and freshly made mashed potatoes?
My wife would rather not eat there. She says the idea of eating after other people have put their hands in the food just isn’t appealing. She also likes food that hasn’t been left out all day (as if that would happen). [Did I mention fried chicken and freshly made mashed potatoes?] Now, why is that?
SPORTS: Admittedly, we enjoy watching the Olympics together, both summer and winter. We even like the same sports, and cheer just as loud for our favorites. The recent Beijing 2008 Olympic Games were incredible to watch, and we got to see some of the best athletes in the world. Amazing.
What we don’t agree on is football. How could my wife not enjoy watching football on Saturdays, especially the Florida Gators? I mean, at least she could watch all the SEC games with me. This wonderful woman I’ve been married to all these years doesn’t even like to watch Gators basketball. Now, why is that? I’m at a loss for words!
TRAVEL: I’ve noticed this about my wife, and women, generally speaking. If I say the letter “g”, she’ll add the letter “o”, which spells GO. She enjoys just hitting the road and going somewhere. I am perfectly content staying at the house. She likes going to the beach or to the beach, and has been known to enjoy going to the beach.
Recently, I had to meet with about twenty other pastors for a working retreat at the Hilton Clearwater Beach Resort, Clearwater Beach, Florida. I know what you’re thinking, but we really did spend lots of hours in sessions, working well into the night. We knew in advance there would be a few hours of free time on the second day, and had the opportunity to make the best use of that time, if we wanted.
As soon as I said, “we have been given permission to let our wives” I didn’t even get the sentence out of my mouth before she said “count me in.” Most of the other wives, went, too. Now, why is that, do you suppose?