Best wife award goes to me again…I didn’t cook anything tonight 😦
I feel like I had a good excuse though. We’ve been wanting to visit our go-to-sushi place for a few weeks now, and tonight we finally did. Plus I can make that easy udon dinner another time.
We haven’t been here for dinner in a long time; we usually come for lunch since it is much cheaper. But when you go for lunch, they have a slightly different menu – there are some dishes that are only available for the dinner service.
It was really nice to go out just the two of us for dinner. We go out for lunch sometimes on Saturdays but hardly ever just us for dinner – especially on a week night. We had good talks over yummy sashimi.
There are talks of some changes going on at his workplace. As he was telling me about it, there was so much concern on his face, so much worry. He makes much more than I do, basically double; so I think he subconsciously worries about being able to provide. For the most part, he knows that we are fine/that we are doing well/that he doesn’t have to worry. But with all these changes, those concerns have been brought to the surface. We talked about the passage that was discussed at church just yesterday morning – Matthew 6:25 to the end of the chapter.
25 “Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? 26 Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? 27 Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life[e]?
28 “And why do you worry about clothes? See how the flowers of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. 29 Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. 30 If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you—you of little faith? 31 So do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ 32 For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. 33 But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. 34 Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.
This is a passage that we are both very familiar with and one that we went back to over and over since the beginning of our relationship. He wasn’t a Christian when we first started dating; so when I had the opportunity to tell him about my relationship with Jesus, I shared some of the passages that I always remember that give me comfort and strength: this was one of them. We referred to it in our every day relationship, when we started wedding planning; and now as we are 51 days into our married life, God is reminding us that he is still here with us and he knows what we need. We must continue to seek him.
We thanked God for the opportunity to go out to eat just the two of us. We thanked him for always providing. We asked him to bless the food, and then we ate and ate and ate!
We stopped by my mom’s to pick up the taco stuff. She took the ground beef from Costco and picked up the rest of the stuff (minus the lettuce and tomatoes that I have to get -.-) yesterday. Of course, we can never just stop by no matter how much my sister pretends to be annoyed that we haven’t left yet. We sat around and let my sister talk and talk and talk and roll her eyes and talk some more. Then LG and I danced silly to some One Direction songs and boogied our way out the door to go home. Oh, this is also when I took a TINY piece of chalk from them too.
I know, the chalk seems so insignificant to my day! But I have a point, promise.
Back at my dad’s side’s Christmas dinner, we had a game of Secret Evil Santa Steal (really can’t figure out a name). We left winners in our own eyes, going home with a chalk board hook thing. It took less than two weeks for LG to actually get it up on the wall (we have a huge stack of things I want him to get up on the wall), but it has taken us until tonight to actually remember to take a piece of chalk from my mom’s house.
In case you’re wondering, yes. Yes, from the corner of my eye as I walk by, I always think our hanging jackets is a person in our front hallway. Creepy, but I’m so happy it is up. [Not all of] Our walls aren’t completely empty anymore! 🙂