The Little Things

One time, back when I was doing college ministry, I took a group of students camping. My wife came along with us. I had selected this really, really difficult hike. It was about ten miles long and almost straight up, which for me is the closest thing to heaven there is. My wife, however, whose permission I have to tell this story, was having a very different experience.

She was hot, she was tired, she wasn’t having any fun, and she was sharing her feelings with me. In fact, that day she and I had some very interesting conversations about courtesy, planning ahead, and how I was raised.…