My grandparents in the mountains of NC
This tune by Lori McKenna is haunting, and at first listen, sounds like a mournful ballad about how her man doesn’t love her the way he should.
But the chorus clarifies the intention of this bittersweet song, which is that the love he has for her runs more deeply than what he does or doesn’t do to give her a sense of value or beauty.
Sometimes he loves me more
than I deserve to be loved
And sometimes he’s more than a heart like mine
could ever dream of
I’m thankful that my husband is the kind who listens when I tell him how my day went. And the love he has for me is sweeter than I could ever hope for. But the daily reality is… he is just a man. And he knows well that I am just a woman. And this mutual understanding of one another’s humanness frees us from the expectations of perfection and fulfillment that would ultimately crush us both. It frees us to love each other, wildly and without fear.
This song reminds me to be thankful for the darling man God gave me, regardless of our circumstances, our expectations, or our broken humanity… and reminds us both that our ultimate value is found in our Maker, not in one another.
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you’re the sweetest. xoxo
Great picture and very well said.
Thank you mom. :)
what a lovely photo to go with such a waters run deep song. i get it. what is between my husband and i is so concrete and complete after fourteen years it is not measured by the doing. it is measured by the every day choosing. measured by the knowing almost all of each other. measured by this fit that has become more beautiful than perfect. i’m so glad you posted this. makes my heart full. xo –kris
p.s. i love that your mum commented. mine does too and it is this sweetness, her pride in me.
Thank you Kris, that means a lot. xoxo
Sweet advice and a lovely photo.
:) Thank you.