Like the Shepherd: Leading Your Marriage with Love and Grace by Robert Wolgemuth

Author:Robert Wolgemuth [Wolgemuth, Robert]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Salem Books
Published: 2017-03-27T00:00:00+00:00

IN OUR DANGEROUS WORLD, PROTECTING YOUR CHILDREN IS A NO-BRAINER. THE NEIGHBOR’S SNARLING DOG AND A TEENAGE BOY’S FURTIVE GLANCES MAKE A DADDY NECESSARY. BUT HOW DOES A HUSBAND PROTECT HIS WIFE?

In our dangerous world, protecting your children is a no-brainer. The neighbor’s snarling dog and a teenage boy’s furtive glances make a daddy necessary. But how does a husband protect his wife?

Physical Protection

If you Google the phrase “Old School,” my name may come up. I know that not every wife appreciates the kinds of things that I have done as a husband, but because I grew up watching a dad who was a gentleman, these things come naturally. And I believe that they have been pleasing to my wife. Things like . . .

Taking Her Hand . . . Giving Her My Arm . . . Opening the Door . . .

As I said, this stuff is old school. And your wife may think it’s silly and archaic.

When I am walking down the sidewalk with my wife, I always walk on the street side. The tradition dates back to horse-and-buggy days, when wagon wheels would hit mud puddles and splash the dirty water on pedestrians. There also was the occasional runaway horse. But even though there are not many buggies traveling on the roads where we live, I still do this. I do not make a big deal of it. In fact, I’m not sure if I’ve ever mentioned it. I just always slip to the street side—the more dangerous side—when we’re walking.

When we arrive somewhere in the car, my wife waits for me to open the door and help her out. I do the same when we’re leaving our garage, helping her step into the passenger side. One rainy day I was helping Nancy into the car. When she stepped onto the running board, her foot slipped. Because I had taken her arm, she slipped but did not fall to the ground. Yes, she did have a small bruise on her shin, but my hand steadied her and she stayed upright. When I made my way to the driver’s side and sat down, Nancy reached over, took my hand, and thanked me. That was it. Not a big deal, but I was glad I was there to protect her from falling.

But as with my daughters, the protection of my wife includes the less tangible kind.

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