Tomorrow we head out for our first week of CAMP this summer! Let me clear: it's camp, not camping. This is the Bible camp where my hubbie and I grew up and later met and fell in love. (awww....) Now we've continued this tradition with our kids who've been going every summer since they were babies. Early spring, the question is never if we will go to camp, but how many weeks we'll be there.
"It works for everyone!" I proclaimed, but quickly added, "oh, except for you...."
(For my dear husband prefers to sleep in the blackest of black rooms.)
"I guess if I were better at being a submissive wife, I would leave the light behind and lay with the kids in the dark so they wouldn't be afraid." I said, half jokingly.
"No," he replied, "as servant-leader, I would put the need of you and the kids ahead of myself and the light would stay on."
"But a good wife wouldn't even mention the light and just give you what you prefer..." I tried again.
"And a good husband would look for ways to lighten your load, and make the family comfortable," he countered.
"Submit to one another out of reverence to Christ." I quoted religiously (haha).
"As your husband, I'm instructed to love you as Christ loved the church and gave up His life for her. If Jesus gave up His life, I'm pretty sure He'd be willing to give up a night's rest."
"So I guess if we really made every effort to look out for each other's best interest (Phil 2), marriage would essentially be a piece of cake."
"Yeah. I guess so."