I forgot to mention something really cool in my last post. My mother learned everything she taught me from her mother.  This means that these gems are passed on from generation to generation. And in my case, from one generation to many other generations!  (one more reason for me to like these smiley faces!).

The first post was about respect, which had to be extended further in the second post, which was meant to be about how to be a good housewife. And now the third post of this series is about honoring your husband.

That’s right… Honor your husband. It sounds like a joke to many! I can see the frown on many faces already, saying, ”What? I should only honor God!”

It’s interesting to note that everything we do for our husbands is treated as a joke nowadays… We have no problem honoring our children. They may be behind bars, yet their mother praises them, saying, “He is a good boy who happened to get involved with bad company, but he has a good heart…”

They honor people they don’t even know, such as celebrities. They follow them and like everything they do; they praise them saying, “I admire Gisele Bündchen. She’s so beautiful!”

How about the husband? No, the husband doesn’t get any praises! They only see their husbands’ flaws: his big belly, the mess he does in the house, the fact that he doesn’t like the same things she does, or that he doesn’t talk as much as she would want him to, etc.

My question is, if the only person in this world who had the courage to sacrifice their independence to stay by your side is not worthy of honor, who is, huh? A celebrity who doesn’t even know you exist? The son who doesn’t care about the shame he brings you?

Do you know what the major consequence of this misconception is? It’s that their husbands stop honoring them too.

Have you seen a husband who does not value his wife? He is probably not honored at home.

I grew up seeing my mother honor my father. When he had no time to be with us, she would explain to us that he was helping other people and so he could not play with us, and we understood and even admired him for that. I never saw my mother complain that my father did not have time for us, even if in principle, that was true. I never saw my mother speak ill of my father—to us or to anyone else for that matter. On the contrary, she always praised him.

Do you know what she received in return? A wonderful husband who is admired not only by his children but also by millions of people. We have the husband we deserve, friends… think about this.