Thankful Thursday: Ben

So today is Thankful Thursday and I'm going to be typical and start off by highlighting my sweet man to start things off. In case you didn't see in the about the blogger section, this is Ben. 

Isn't he fine?! 

Ben and I met last year around Christmas time at a volunteer event at our church. I love our story so much, but that is another post for another day! We celebrated a year of togetherness on the tenth of this month so recently I've been thinking of all the reasons why I am thankful for this wonderful man. I could come up with a long list of specific reasons why I am thankful for him but I think I will hone in on just one. 

He loves me.

 It sounds simple and you might think I'm copping out on digging deeper into the recesses of my consciousness for a more intellectual reason, but the harder I think about this, the more fervently my consciousness dwells to this fact. Ben loves me. He loves me when I am kind and when I'm mean. He sees me during my most selfish moments and loves me the same as when I'm having a good day in that department.

 (Have I mentioned that selfishness is probably my biggest problem? Well, there. I just did) 

His view of me isn't changed depending on what I've done for him or how I've acted. Ben cares for me and loves me regardless of what I may or may not be. I think the reason I came to feel for him so quickly was because of the way his affection, which later grew to love, echoed the sort of love that is of Christ. The sort of love that doesn't let go no matter what you've done. That's the sort of love that makes a relationship last. A love that realizes that the other person has the ability to absolutely destroy you with what they do and say. But instead of running away, runs toward you and embraces you as you are. This is the kind of love that Ben has shown to me and even though we aren't married, it reminds me of the way Christ commands husbands to love their wives. This is the kind of love I've prayed for. God is good to bless me with what I don't deserve.