After chatting for fifteen minutes about how my husband plans to give up coffee this Lent, I asked him "So what do you think I should give up?"
He's driving our car. He takes his eyes off the road, turns to me, and whispers very quietly "Perhaps we should both give up complaining."
Complaining?
I'm having a baby in four weeks.
I have to get through the end stages of pregnancy, child birth, reintroduce nursing AND restart sleepless nights for the next six weeks without complaining?????
Boy, does my husband know how to throw down the gauntlet or what?
I think I'm going to take him up on the challenge.
I'm totally expecting to fail multiple times each and every day of Lent. Yet nothing is impossible for those who have God, right? :-)
