Chicken-fried Steak. It was his birthday and he wanted some. I haven't cooked it in over a year. Wanna know why? CFS is a tenderized cut of meat called cube steak. In order to "chicken fry" it you dip it in flour and then an egg/milk mixture, then back into flour and then you fry it in vegetable oil. It is often served with gravy and other fattening sides such as mashed potatoes (and they aren't mixed with cauliflower or made with chicken broth). Probably one of the top ten most unhealthy meals ever. But ohhhh, is it good! If I had to choose a last meal--this would be it.
Confession: I ate Chicken-fried steak tonight. It has been over a year since I have made or eaten CFS. It was really fine. I had two small pieces but I hadn't had much protein or fat for the day. I had some whole grain brown rice and green beans to go with it. I passed on the homemade, to-die-for chocolate pie and banana pudding made by my mother-in-law. I wasn't stressed about what I would or wouldn't eat. I didn't have to make a big deal out of not having dessert. It was just a normal dinner only we were celebrating my love. He was definitely happy and he deserved whatever meal he wanted today.
Only recently did it dawn on me that this man never, not once, has ever said a thing about my weight. Nothing negative about my body, my bad habits, lack of good habits, my poor attitude...nothing...ever. That really blows my mind. I know when we married we made a commitment to one another and it was for better or worse and in good and bad and all that. But over the past 9 years I have really put him to the test. And can I just tell you? He passed.
What makes me feel really horrible (and like a total jerk) is when I think about how I would have reacted if he had been the one to let himself go. I would have been nagging and complaining non-stop for 9 years. I would have been impatient and rude. I would have been...heck, I would have been embarrassed. Resentment, anyone? Let's just say it would NOT have been pretty!
Just keepin' it real...
You know what this is? This is another one of the copious, and perhaps the most cherished example of God's grace in my life. As good a guy as he is, the grace of God is the only explanation for the unabashed love Justin has always shown me. He could not have done that in his own flesh. There's no way.
I have been undeservedly, unconditionally and relentlessly loved by this man. Even in my weaknesses, he has always accepted me. Not only has he accepted me--he has pursued me.
Why on earth? I have no idea, but it kinda makes that whole "submission" thing an easier pill to swallow ;)
Submit to one another out of reverence for Christ. Wives, submit yourselves to your own husbands as you do to the Lord. For the husband is the head of the wife as Christ is the head of the church, his body, of which he is the Savior. Now as the church submits to Christ, so also wives should submit to their husbands in everything. Husbands, love your wives, just as Christ loved the church and gave himself up for her. Ephesians 5:21-25
Happy 30th Justin! I promise to spend the next 30 holding up my end of the deal.
All my love,