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Guarding Your Marriage: Your Thought Life

"And now, dear brothers and sisters, one final thing. Fix your thoughts on what is true, and honorable, and right, and pure, and lovely, and admirable. Think about things that are excellent and worthy of praise." -Philippians 4:8 (New Living Translation)


 What fills your mind? 
You might say that you're fine, your thought life is as it should be. You don't read trashy romance novels, you aren't into porn, you don't listen to music with nasty lyrics. You might even say that you do some of those things but that they don't have any impact on your thought life.

Okay, but that's not where I was going with this one.

What fills your mind when you see other married couples? 
Do you wish that your spouse was more like him because he treats his wife better than your husband treats you?
Do you watch your neighbor's husband take out the trash and wish that your husband would do that?
Does your boss always remember to send his wife flowers on the anniversary of the day they met, while your spouse can barely remember what day today is?

What you see and what you live with seldom seem similar, but in reality they are very similar.

The grass isn't greener, ladies. We are all just people sharing this planet and we all have struggles. We have strengths and weaknesses that make us unique. And each marriage has strengths and weaknesses that make it unique. 

Unique.
Different.
Not better.

Quit looking at the lives of those around you and be thankful for what you do have.

Do you have a spouse that is home on time every night? Be thankful, many women don't know where their husband is or when he will be home.

Does your husband give you free reign of the household funds? Be thankful, many women aren't allowed to spend money without him knowing where it's going. 

 There are only a few things in this life that you have control of. One is your thought life. Choose to think highly of your spouse. He will let you down (he is human after all) but if you choose daily to love him and think only good thoughts of him (and push away the negative thoughts when they enter your mind) then you will do more good for your marriage than any therapy ever will. 


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