Recently, I realized I have fallen a bit into old habits. Todd and I are close; we spend a lot of time together. He works from home and I am a homemaker, so I began to think he knew my every thought. If he were gone all day, I would have realized he needed to be updated. Since he was home all day, although much of the time is spent in his office working, I slacked in communication.
Since we are both here, I thought he saw what I saw, he heard what I heard and he knew what I knew.
To truly communicate, more is needed than just being in the same building. I must open my mouth and relay the ups and downs of the day, if not daily, for sure weekly.
This post is a little reminder to myself about the importance of good communication. Communication is a big way I can be a helper to my husband. Without my relaying to him what is going on when he is absent, he can come to all kinds of wrong assumptions. Namely he assumes all is well.
As I ponder this, I will not take this pendulum to the other extreme and meet my husband at the end of the work day with a list of complaints. Instead, we will purpose to greet him tenderly and eat a pleasant meal with warm conversation. Later, when we are alone, I will discuss with him what he needs to know.
In my weakness the Lord is strong. Thinking and not speaking is my weakness, now the Lord needs to fill my mouth with the strength to communicate. Thank you, Lord, for your faithfulness as I trust You to make this change in me. Amen.