I think we can all agree that the whole marriage thing
remains difficult. Two individuals,
created to be one, meet and ‘fall in love.’
The dating phase includes putting best foot forward, holding back on
those ‘moody’ moments and overflowing the other’s love jar. We work to keep one another content, desiring
to remain in such relationship.
The day comes when the guy ‘puts a ring on it’. Committed to live day in and day out with
each other, the two begin planning a glorious day to announce this commitment to
all and solidify the relationship. Lots
about character come out of the woodwork during planning such an event. Some ugliness in the form of words or actions
may bring the first ‘growing moments’ of the relationship.
Somehow, both get through it alive. After coming down from the celebration high
and transitioning from newlyweds to married couple; life begins happening. Neither can control the rate in which life occurs. Neither can control outside influences which
strain such a ‘strong love’. Neither can
control reactions of the other (though attempts do occur). Two individuals, created to be one, come
together under one roof carrying lots of baggage. I do not mean clothes or furniture. I do not mean the beautiful household items
received as wedding gift. I am talking
about the heavy baggage carried under the threshold in a box titled ‘ME’.
See, we each bring the past into the marriage. While dating, a lot of this can remain
hidden. We can keep the Band-Aids over
our hearts. Eventually, the adhesive
begins to wear off and the wounds open completely. We then proceed to look to our spouse to heal
such wounds; only to find our spouse to hold the salt which worsens the wound. Our spouse can never become a savior to heal
such deep rooted wounds of the past.
Yet, we expect such a miracle.
When the wounds don’t heal, what happens? They become infected. We work to find a Band-Aid to cover these
wounds. Never a healthy outcome! When such measures don’t work, we take it out
on our spouse. We begin criticizing their
flaws, demanding submission completely to our needs and creating an environment
of destruction. Our wounds remain hidden
and avoided. Two individuals, created to
be one, fail to reach such plans. Anger,
resentment, frustration and sadness develop.
Two individuals remain two individuals.
On a one to ten scale (one being failure and ten being
success), I receive a five overall. I am
not where I need to be as a wife, but thankfully I am not where I used to
be. The ‘ME’ box I carried through the
threshold required a two wheel dolly due to such mess inside. I expected my husband to unpack each item,
fix any broken pieces and clean any dirty items. I expected a clean, shiny and beautiful me to
develop after arriving home from the honeymoon.
Unfortunately, the ‘ME’ box remained in the middle of the
living room creating an obstacle to the two becoming one! About five years passed and the box still sat
in the way. Every item inside blocked
the path created by God for my husband and I to walk hand in hand. As each item took turns exploding into our
daily lives, I continued to build anger for my husband failing to make it
better, resentment due to my husband not being the man I envisioned,
frustration resulting from unsatisfied needs and sadness for the person I
become. In this state of emotional mess,
I could not even come close to being the wife God intended for my husband.
After hitting a brick wall, two choices lay on the table:
Give up and get out or Give up and surrender the marriage to our one True
Savior. Well, as you can see, I chose
the latter of the two. In laying it all
at the cross, I have learned so much in the past five years. I would like to share just a few points with
you. . .
1)
Seek to understand rather than be
understood. Find out about the other’s ‘ME’
box. Avoid criticizing the other for the
contents. The items which lay inside, if
not dealt with, end up becoming the very tools the enemy uses to destroy what
God has planned. Focus on healing the
hurts stemming from your past to begin building a ministry and nourish your
marriage. Delve into Truth to cover the
content of the ‘ME’ box.
To Be Continued. . .
Until tomorrow Keep praying harder than the devil can work.
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