His Attention To Detail

The last few days i have had something wrong with my stomach. So much so that wearing a foundation garment started being uncomfortable. At the end of the first night i mentioned to Master that the pressure on my midsection might be relieved if i were to put on something else. He said it would be fine, if i wanted to take off my underthings. Oddly, i didn't "want" to take them off at all, i needed to but i didn't want to. i'm much happier especially when we're out in public but even when we're at home lying in bed when i know i'm dressed how He loves me to be dressed.

Master got me a new slip for Christmas that i love, it's a full length slip that doesn't have the traditional shoulder straps. They are not adjustable and it fits like a glove, it's soft, silky and i almost hate to take it off to launder it. It's hand made from Amish ladies and the tags on the inseam are handwritten. Master pays such close attention to detail to my wardrobe, improving everything in it, trying to make me as comfortable as physically possible that has made pleasing Him so much more important to me. It's impossible to count how many times He called me into the den over the weeks leading up to the holidays to measure me in different areas "just one more time".

He poured over the stocking site until they had the colors that we like in stock as they were out of almost every conceivable color in all the good brands. i was shocked when i was given such a variety of colors for Christmas because i knew the site was out of choices. He waited and checked back constantly until He got what He knew i needed and wanted.

When He says to me that i can get undressed if i want to, how could i possibly say that i "want to"? i WANT to wear all the pretty things that He buys me and all the pretty things that feel so lovely to wear. Sometimes the spirit is willing but the flesh is weak.

Master told me last night that if this stomach pain doesn't subside soon i'll be going to see about it. i'm quite reluctant and i'm not sure why, only that i don't want to go in and have them tell me it's nothing and that i've wasted their time. i feel so silly doing that! i can only imagine it will go away on it's own with bland foods and rest. In the mean time it's not a bad weight loss plan! lol

i'm blessed. He thinks about me, all the time and i Him. We bicker sometimes over stupid stuff and i don't know when to shut my mouth because i'm still learning i guess we're both learning really. He continues to try to make me happy and i try to find ways to make Him happy. i am so blessed.

Peace to you and yours,

MD's treasure