“‘A son honors his father, and a servant his master. If I am a father, where is the honor due me? If I am a master, where is the respect due me?’ says the Lord Almighty” (Mal. 1:6a).
My wife is going to kill me for sharing this story, but I must. It was Bunmi’s birthday a few years back and I made a huge mistake. I had not planned or prepared for her birthday. I waited until the last minute, once again, to buy her a gift. I had not put any thought into it (btw: she is the master of thoughtfulness, which made matters worse). There was no romance or effort on my part. No Gift! No Card! She knew it and I knew it. I was scrambling. Half the day had gone by and I still had nothing. I knew I was going to be sleeping in the dog house that week. In a last ditch effort, I finally made it to the mall and purchased the most expensive earrings I could find. I gulped when I saw the price on the cash register, “$$Chu-ching!” I spent way too much money…out of guilt. She was going to kill me…twice. I got home and “walked in on my knees”, placed the box of expensive earrings and birthday card on the buffet waiting for her see them. She walked by them and just cut her eyes. She said, “You’re lame!” She was right. I was. I knew she deserved better. Well, to make a long story short, she loved the earrings and still wears them proudly today (she better, j/k) and I learned to be more thoughtful and organized. Most importantly, I learned a valuable lesson that day about love, about worth, about giving my best. After all, isn’t that what God desires of us?