It was our second year of marriage and my wife wanted me to cook – or else – and she wanted me to do it with a good attitude. That’s asking a lot, I don’t like cooking, specially when I’m being forced to do it
“What next?” I asked.
“Read the recipe.”
“It says, ‘Add salt.’”
“Then add salt,” she said.
Few hours later, Raquel took a spoon and tasted the soup. She spat it into the sink.
“My goodness, Joshua! It tastes like saltwater!”
Raquel was furious with me . I defended myself but deep in my heart though, I knew I had aggressively over-salted the soup.
In the past ten years, my wife has seen plenty of my ugly side and I’ve seen plenty of her ugly side too. That’s OK though.
We can handle it because as we’ve grown in our relationship with each other and the Lord, we’ve spent more energy on the lookout for the good in each other. And you know, we’re finding plenty of it.
My wife and I are getting better at finding that beauty.