“The husband should fulfill his marital duty to his wife, and likewise the wife to her husband. The wife does not have authority over her own body but yields it to her husband. In the same way, the husband does not have authority over his own body but yields it to his wife. Do not deprive each other.”
- 1 Corinthians 7: 4-5
Listen to Can’t Get Enough of Her Cooking - by Eddie Jones Boy do I enjoy my wife’s, ah… cooking. Some days that’s all I think about. But I’ve found she’s not all that fond of food, which is surprising giving how much time she spends basting by the pool. It’s like she wants me to notice but not nibble, you know? The other night I tried to sneak a taste but she slapped my hand away.
“But I haven’t eaten in weeks,” I said.
“And you’re not going to, now. It’s late, you’ll make a mess and I’m not in the mood.”
If I had my way my I’d eat three meals a day with snacks in between. My wife calls this gluttony. I call it a healthy diet.
The other day I complained to my pastor about my wife’s skimpy servings. I mentioned Paul’s letter to the church in Corinth, thinking that he’d be impressed with my Biblical knowledge but he only wanted to know why I was behind on my tithing. These pastors, sometimes it’s like they have a one track mind. Anyway, when I explained that I hadn’t had a decent meal in months he said I should be grateful — that his wife put him on a diet years ago. He’s an old guy with bad teeth and no hair so I can’t blame her, but still I did not leave his office encouraged.
Occasionally I’ll see my neighbor’s wife grilling on the patio. I know I shouldn’t look but a hungry man is a desperate man. Bob Marley said this I think. Or maybe it was Bob Dillon. I’m sure it was a man. I’d never steal another man’s meal because that’s just wrong but it’s hard to keep your appetite in check when the media and sports bars offer free appetizers.
The Bible says Jesus was a man, just like me, who faced the same temptations I face. I don’t know how he could, since they didn’t have Baywatch back then but that’s a doctrinal discussion for another day. Still, forty days is a long time. When He was tempted to turn rocks into bread, though, Christ refused. There are a lot of things I could say here about taking matters into your own hands, but I won’t.
What I will say is that I made a vow to my bride. I promised to honor, cherish and love her ‘till death do us part which, in my case, will probably be from malnutrition.
Look, some days call for a feast, others a snack. Both can satisfy our nutritional needs for physical affection so share up the food, wives! And guys, remember to say “thanks” after dinner.
NOTE: The names, characters and incidents in this devotion are the product of the author’s vivid and sometimes warped imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, wives or food products is entirely coincidental. Speaking of dental, don’ t forget to brush and floss before… you know.
