Oh that I could give to her as He gives to me
As we celebrate the birth of our saviour, God come as a man, I realise how poorly I love my bride. He came to die; He gave His life for those who rejected Him. He knows how to love, how to give.
It is my prayer that over the next year I can be a bit more like Him and a bit less like the man I am trying not to be. May the same happen to you, and to your bride.