::Blog by James:: What every man wishes their wife knew…. I am very honored and humbled to be the first Man to write for REAL. When Lori asked me, I immediately had a mini- panic attack, because every person that has contributed to REAL has been right on and in sync with the heart of God. So here it goes… Cheerleading 101 Lori wanted me to write about what every man wishes his wife knew. Honestly, he wants a cheerleader. And he really wants it to be you. I know what you’re thinking, grow up right? Well, I hate to break it to you, but in this area of a man’s life, I only think it gets worse with age. You have probably heard this in some arena, church, counseling, Oprah… so I really don’t mean to be repetitive but it’s what is on my heart right now. So what is a cheerleader? I’m not talking pom-poms and the perfect cheer, it’s actually deeper than that. Cheerleader is made up of two words CHEER and LEADER so lets break it on down… Cheer = a shout of encouragement, approval, congratulation, etc. Leader = person who rules, guides, or inspires others. So basically, every man wants the woman he loves, more than anything in this world, to be the person who leads by guiding them with inspiration, encouragement, and approval. He wants the only shouting you do to be a “Way to Go Babe!” when he “Nails it!” So since this is the REAL zone time to get real… Lori and I fought over this very subject the other night. I cleaned the yard up so she could host an Oils Party (I know we need to re-name those.) I gave it my all and “Nailed it,” or so I thought. When she came home it was dark and I was bummed she couldn’t see the awesome job I had done. First thing the next morning I excitedly asked her if she liked the yard and she said it looked great. Now look, I wasn’t expecting a backflip or spirit fingers to break out, but I was let down a bit. Fast forward a little and basically it comes out that she feels it was something I should just do normally… she pointed out that I made the mess… blah blah blah thus not requiring a cheer. And I agree, but sadly ladies, you are not dealing with other logical women, you are dealing with men. Have you ever watched a football game where a player makes a touchdown and the cheerleaders don’t get excited? Instead they simply say “great job” half-heartedly and under their breath say, “Its your job, you’re a football player,” “You take the ball to one end and then to the other, big deal” (in your best valley girl voice). How would the football player feel? He had just risked life and limb, he had given it his best, and he is met with ice water. I can’t tell you the times I had a girlfriend on the sidelines of a game and I just played my guts out, to look over and see she missed the whole thing. It took me out of the game, mentally, every time. Got to where I couldn’t have a girl at my games. Now I’m not saying you have to cheer when we pick up our underwear, but every great cheerleader understands key moments. In the game, a player needs to be celebrated for a great play or encouraged after a bad one, and reminded of what he is capable of… “D-E-F-E-N-S-E!” This is where the Holy Spirit in you comes into play. He knows when we need to be celebrated for a victory or encouraged through defeat, and He will show you too. You could have checked out already or maybe you’re rolling your eyes, but let me remind you that in a marriage, you represent the Holy Spirit. The Holy Spirit is the ultimate Cheerleader (better than Will Farrell.) He is the counselor supreme and the comforter extraordinaire. He is the one who filled a man named Peter so full of cheer and confidence, that after he abandoned Jesus, that same guy spoke the first Gospel message to thousands. It’s not about stroking a man’s ego, the Holy Spirit doesn’t stoke our egos. He rules at guiding us and encouraging us to be who we already are in Jesus. So ladies, because of Jesus, you are already full of the ultimate cheerleader. Now let this come out towards your husband and watch him glow. When Sunday is over and we get in the car to go home, the moment that fills me is when my cheerleader wife looks over at me and says, “I’m so proud of you babe…” Rah Rah Rah ☺
Posted on: Fri, 14 Mar 2014 13:37:25 +0000
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