Thursday/Friday: got our two oldest kids packed
and ready to leave with Grandma and Grandpa to
visit cousins for a week in
Wisconsin...no small feat.
Saturday: filmed a wedding
Sunday: took a trip to Lakeside to celebrate
Mother's Day
The week: tried to pack in hours of video
editing and managing our three youngest kids without their older, more
responsible siblings to help.
On top of this it was our Once-a-month cooking
week so Beth was slaving away at prep and then we did an evening of shopping
and a full day and a half of cooking.
Oh, and then our two oldest kids came home
Saturday night.
Ugh...I feel tired just writing about it.
Day after day Beth and I put off intimacy. I said to Beth one day, "I can see now
how busyness can kill a sex life."
Thankfully, we had an exceptional week, one
that we usually avoid, but man, I know people who live like this every
week.
It's funny isn't it? Sex seems like such an insignificant thing in
the big scheme of jobs, money, saving for college education, feeding hungry
mouths, but...that's where our perspective is off.
Making love is more than sex. It is cementing, unifying, relieving,
relaxing, binding, emoting, lighten-ing, building, stress-relieving, and most
of all connecting. That doesn't all seem
to happen in those roughly 11-20 minutes, but in the accumulation of a regular
love life it actually does all of this without you knowing.
It's a little bit similar to what Jesus said
when he described the move of the spirit, "The wind blows where it wills,
and you can hear the sound it makes, but you do not know where it comes from or
where it goes."
So it is with
sex. In the moment, it seems kind of
random, even insignificant, in relation to the big picture of life, but when
you look back you can see and even feel the positive, life-giving move it makes
in a marriage.
So, raise your glasses: Here's to keep
"making" the "love making."
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