We were alone in the house last night. i got home late from work, tired, and Sir was tired too. So we were sitting side-by-side in the study, as we do, about ready for bed.
Then, “Watch this,” He says. “This is what I was telling you about.”
The video is about the boat schools in Bangladesh. He’d learned about them the day before, while he was researching solar panels as an energy source. He’s fascinated by the impact the boat schools and solar energy are having on people in Bangladesh, and it is amazingly cool.
So I’m watching the brief video, and He’s explaining more about it, and I’m suddenly flooded with a rush of love for this man, my Sir, who is so excited about this, who is such a good person, who takes care of me in so many ways…
…and i’m overwhelmed with a need to sit at His feet.
So i do, i slip off my chair and settle myself at His feet to finish watching the video.
He strokes my hair, and i feel safe and happy.
When the video is over, He lets me take His shoes off. It feels good to do it.
We go to bed soon after that ~ this is not a story of being thoroughly spanked and used. i just sat at His feet and took His shoes off.
When i remember that today, i feel good. i’ll carry that feeling with me today.