Sunday, January 15, 2012

Reason #million and one Why I Love My Hubby

He learns how to be a better father from Dog The Bounty Hunter.

Yes. The TV show about a bounty hunter and his bondsman wife who walks around in a leather vest and no shirt and a long blonde mullet, with the wife with her bleach blonde hair, gigantor chest stuffed into her shirts, and loads of makeup, who both walk around with every other word being bleeped on occasion. The one who has a felony on his record, and who almost every member of his family has spent time in jail.

That is the show my husband learns how to be a better father from.

Why?

Not because he sees the above, which is ALL anybody else sees, including my grandma "who hates that white trash show where all they do is cuss", and including me who hears the bleep, bleep, bleep and sees what I described above and wonders why my husband, who only watches shows where the main character in them chooses to do the rights, is actually watching this.

And then he tells me.

He tells me how Dog, the bounty hunter, explains that when he goes to heaven he's going to ask God who it is He wanted him to talk to, and Dog feels like God is going to hold up the list of his bonds men and say, "These people." He tells me how his family prays together, how Dog sees the good in every person, regardless of where they are and where they've been.

And then I remember the umpteenth millionth reason I love my husband, and also one of the first reasons: he sees people's hearts. He sees what's on the inside, and treats every person the same. Much like I imagine God looks at our hearts, not what's on the outside. This love, this respect that my husband has for other people makes me want to be a better person. Makes *me* want to see people's hearts, not just what's on the outside like I tend to do.

How he describes things like this where he sees so far beyond where I have, so beyond what I realize is possible, gives me a breathless awe feeling of him and how grateful I am to God for blessing me with this man in my life.

And then, as I'm typing those last few words, he gets into a tiff with Shawners because Shawners is acting exactly like he does some times... assuming he KNOWS the answer, or what you are going to say before you've said it. LOL. Ah, life. I love it.

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