Before my husband left to the Czech Republic on a missions trip, he had so many things that he needed to do. Instead of having everything on one list, he wrote each to-do item on a post-it note. He stuck the post-it notes like a game show board on the back of our bedroom door. I thought that was clever. Each time he accomplished something (like mowing the grass or buying a conversion plug), he would peel off a post-it. Visually, the list got smaller and smaller as time went on. The sad part of it all is that there were so many things he had to do.
This was what the door looked like three days before he left. I looked at my husband incredulously and told him there was no way he was going to get it all done. I started peeling stuff off that I had asked him to do for me, since I now saw how overburdened he was. I realized that his life was always like this, that my husband always felt behind, and that one small chore like hanging a heavy mirror might be #87 on his list. I just felt very convicted that as a wife, I need to do as much as I can to alleviate his burden instead of add to it. I would have never known this in such a visual way had my husband not put post-it notes on the back of our bedroom door.
