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Sometimes I'm a Buffoon.

Somehow, men can always find a way to effectively be a buffoon. I was a buffoon. My wife wanted to make me dinner, not just to have food to eat, but to put a lot of thought and effort into it as a form of love. But I couldn't recognize it. I just saw it as food to eat. So, when she said it would cost $40 I told her not to. I ended up being the disciple that tried to chew out the woman who poured perfume on Jesus at the expense of an entire year's wages. Jesus had it right when he corrected the disciple. Sometimes an act of love is a sacrifice... its the sacrifice that makes it an act of love. If you didn't have to sacrifice to give it... it didn't take much love.

One thing I love about my wife, is the love that she has to give me. It is not complex, it does not come with strings attached, there are no escape clauses or stipulations. It is pure. I don't feel that I deserve such love. I feel she deserves someone who is never a buffoon. Who never inadvertently hurts her. She is a true gift from God. Her love is the closest thing I've experienced to God's love.

David

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