Yesterday was my first Valentine's with a boyfriend. Magnus outdid himself in making me feel loved, cared for, and spoiled. I was a little nervous about dinner as he kept where we were going a surprise. With my food allergies it makes me a little nervous to go out to a place I don't know. He let me know that he had gone to talk with the staff and tell them about my food allergies and make sure I could eat the food there, which made me feel better.
We arrived at the Melting Pot - a wonderful fondue place. I had the combination excitement and nerves as I stared at the menu and had to systematically go through and cut out a bunch of the sauces they serve the main course with. The waitress then looked at Magnus and asked if she wanted those brought out for him. He quickly responded - "No, I want to eat what she eats."
That struck deep. He does not HAVE to eat as I eat. However, in that moment I realized his willingness to surrender his rights and preferences for food is a great demonstration of his love for me. He joined me in my frustrating "suffering" of not having the freedom to eat what is easily available (and often much tastier) to eat some of the simpler foods that I'm restricted to.
It reminded of Philippians 2 - a very simple, practical emptying of himself and his rights for me. What a blessing.
How special! It does show how deeply he loves you, Rachel. You are blessed with his love and the Fathers love. Life must be good as a seminarian.
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