On my 16th birthday, one of my best friends, Mackenzie, gave me an awesome gift--a handmade quilt with photos of us on it. It was SUCH a neat gift and to this day, it's still my absolute favorite blanket. I have this quirky thing where I always have to have a blanket on me when I'm sitting on the sofa or at my desk, and this particular blanket is the one I always go to. And although I'm almost 25 years old, I still sleep with it every night because it's so worn in and comfortable and soft.
The problem is, Adrian (my fiance) loves it too. It's the only soft blanket I own that's long enough for him (he's about 6' 2" tall), so when he's laying around it's the blanket he always goes to as well. Ugh. I have struggled with this issue endlessly, because I have a really hard time giving it up and because I have tons of other blankets that he could use. (I am also very sentimental, in case you didn't know.) But today, my friends, I do believe God decided to help me learn a love lesson. Adrian was laying on the floor and he said he felt chilly (in "Adrian Speak" that means "honey, will you get me a blanket please?"). At the time, I was using my favorite blanket, but you know what? I felt compelled to just get up and give it to him. So I did, and I got myself a different blanket. It's a big day, friends. I have been praying lately that God would teach my heart how to love and serve Adrian in small, practical ways (or more precisely, that I would allow God to love Adrian through me), and I think that today was evidence of Him working on my heart. I realize that it sounds kind of shallow and silly because it's only a material thing, but I am a work in progress and I am thankful for this small moment of growth. Praise Him! :)