Showing posts with label Idiosyncracies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Idiosyncracies. Show all posts

Friday, June 15, 2012

Miss You, Dad—Corn and All!


 My dad lives in Heaven. Wow! I miss him. He had a wit and a laugh that filled a room with fun.



 His heart burst with love and kindness and tenderness.



He seemed to always have a smile on his face and a  grandchild on his lap.



 I was blessed with a wonderful father who loved to laugh.



Dad had his idiosyncrasies too. They showed up in August when the corn arrived. During corn season my father ate corn on the cob as the main, and the only, course seven days a week. Yellow kernels and butter dripped from his chin and covered his cheeks.

 Please God don't let any of my friends show up at dinner time, I prayed as a teenager. Dad was adoreable, but the corn face was a scene I didn't wish to share with my peers.   

 It's been 11 years since I've seen corn on my dad's face. My heart aches to sit at a table with him and a platter of corn on the cob and enjoy that corny smile one more time? Oh, the idiosyncrasies that annoy us do become our dearest memories when those we love depart.

Friends, treasure your loved ones. Don't let something as silly as a corn-fed face keep you from appreciating every moment with them. 

Happy Father's Day, Dad! I'm sure the corn grows tall in Heaven and I suspect it's August all year round.

You, sweet father, were always a splash of serenity in my life. Thank you for always loving me, for encouraging me, building me up, taking me on great hikes and golf games. I miss your laugh and your smile and I miss your face—with and without the corn. Love you, Dad.

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Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Those Pesky Idiosyncracies

Please enjoy a guest blog written by Dawn Wilson of www.LOLwithGod.com She and Pam Farrel share ministry. Please check out their website and their new book LOL with God: Devotional Messages of Hope and Humor for Women.

This post was a big congratulatory splash of serenity to me today. Hope it is to you too!

Those Pesky Idiosyncracies

27May
It’s been said that married men should forget their mistakes. There’s no sense in two people remembering the same thing.
It’s also been said that marriage is a relationship where one person is always right … and the other is the husband.
Those jokes are funny, but not too kind to the menfolk!
Unfortunately, marriage is a sea of challenges that requires graceful navigation!
I was recently encouraged by a book about this complicated relationship. Elaine W. Miller wrote We All Married Idiots, a book that examines three things we will never change about our marriages, and then she offers ten things we can all work on to improve the husband-wife relationship. (1)
In one chapter, Elaine talks about learning to live with each other’s idiosyncrasies.
“Since living with idiosyncrasies is a part of marriage,” she wrote, “You might as well treasure those peculiar habits. One day you might miss them. I know I did.”
Elaine’s husband Dan was a tapper. He tapped on things. “I think in his mind the whole world is his trumpet as his fingers play a perpetual tune,” she said. “He taps the table when he eats, the steering wheel when he drives, the newspaper when he reads, the pulpit when he preaches, and my shoulders when he puts his arms around me.”
The tapping got hard to take. “If I let it,” Elaine said, “his tapping gets on my nerves. Many times I have said in an irritated voice, ‘Would you please stop tapping!’
“However,” she added, “when he was hospitalized and I was uncertain if he would live through the night, those words weren’t on my lips. I stared at his silent fingers, held his motionless hands, and pleaded, ‘Please, God, let me feel his fingers tapping.’
“Funny how our perspective on idiosyncrasies changes under different circumstances,” she said. “Many will admit the very thing that bugs them is what first enticed them to their beloved, and what they will miss the most when their loved one is gone.”
I remember reading about a woman who hated her husband’s snoring. She complained and poked him through the night. But after the man died, she told a friend she’d “give anything to hear that man snore again!”
Those pesky idiosyncrasies are simply more proof that we are all unique, and the truth is, every marriage has them. It is our attitude that makes the difference. Elaine explains that love is kind (according to 1 Corinthians 13:4). And what does that look like? “Being kind to your mate means overlooking those oddities that sometimes drive you crazy. The next time your love does the idiotic, remember this ~ you married an idiot and so did your spouse.” (2)
Elaine points out that the words “idiosyncrasy” and “idiot” both come from the same Greek root word (idio) meaning “common man.” In other words, we all do things that are a bit eccentric or peculiar from time to time.
As I thought about this, I realized how many times simple kindness and grace ~ and especially loving words ~ have acted like soothing oil in my own marriage. (Sometimes I can’t believe that my husband has put up with me this long!)
Rather than focusing on each other’s quirks, we’ve chosen to concentrate on what is good, pure, lovely, etc. (see Philippians 4:8). Some of those pesky idiosyncrasies remain, but they aren’t “issues” anymore. We’ve learned to love and accept each other and try to see each other through the eyes of the Redeemer we both love.
When I stop to think that God created me with unique idiosyncrasies ~ and He loves me ~ it encourages me to share the same kind of love with others, especially my spouse.
How about you? When you think about your spouse (or if you’re not married, a boss or a parent or someone else you have a relationship with on a regular basis), is there something that the person does that really bugs you? Could love, acceptance, patience and mega doses of grace ease your frustration?
(1) Elaine W. Miller, We All Married Idiots (Lighthouse Publishing of the Carolinas, 2012), p. 7.
(2) ibid, p. 7.
Elaine Miller is a member of the Advanced Writers and Speakers Association (AWSA) and has authored two other books, Splashes of Serenity: Bathtime Reflections for Drained Moms and Splashes of Serenity: Bathtime Reflections for Drained Wives. http://www.splashesofserenity.com.

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