I was just thinking some more about the small stuff (see the post from yesterday). Then this thought hit me:
Love is in the small stuff.
Love is in the details.
If Becky needed a kidney transplant, I would not hesitate for a minute to say, “Here, have one of mine.”
So why do I procrastinate when she asks me to take out the trash?
Maybe love is much harder in the daily details and duties. Maybe that is where love is most real.
Just thinking and just saying …
What do you think and what do you say?
How will you show your love today?