Someone bought
the house next to us, and the new owner is hard at work every spare moment,
hammering and sanding and drilling and ripping out and building back up,
creating a new house for him and his wife.
Soon, his wife will bring in their wedding picture, flowers and favorite
pillows and turn this new house into a home, their home.
As I
listened to the endless brrrr of the sander one day, it occurred to me how much
work people put into getting their house just right, and that made me think
about the big bucks and endless planning people put into getting the wedding
just right – grand and beautiful decorations, moving music, gloriously attired
bride and groom and the best refreshments.
Months and months, and in some cases years of preparation go into an
event that lasts mere hours.
All of that
made me ponder how much preparation goes into that which lasts much longer, the
marriage. We spent an hour with our pastor, and I remember very little of
that. My mother reminded me that
marriage was forever, and that I shouldn’t plan on coming home without Jim. That
was our premarital counseling. I understand some pastors require a few
weeks (read that three or four meetings) of premarital education. From all that I can gather, those sessions
are led by men and deal with budgeting and recognition of who is going to be
the “buck stops here” person and what the wedding ceremony will look like.
But who
tells the young couple the truth – that marriage is hard work because you are
combining under one roof oil and vinegar? And they generally do not stay mixed
up, at least without a lot of shaking. Read that attention to each other and
willingness to see things from the other’s perspective and make compromises. Marriages cannot succeed if she thinks he can
read her mind, and functions that way.
It cannot succeed if he thinks he can relax now, and stop pursuing her. Now he just has to support her.
Marriage can
be very fragile, like trying to keep a match lit on a windy day, or it can be
strong and powerful like the mountain of fire we call a volcano. I don’t believe God designed marriage to be
an endurance contest, two people living under one roof. I think marriage is meant to begin like the
embers of a fire that requires feeding to keep it alive. Sometimes the flames leap up with laughter
and excitement, but most of the time, it burns on sweetly and comfortingly as
each marriage partner seeks to bless the other.
So here’s my
shower gift: marriage is built on the kind of love that seeks the best in and
for the partner, and that requires some serious selflessness. So, if that’s not where you are, then you
better get busy and do something about it.
It’s been nearly five decades now, and I can tell you from experience,
all the effort is worth it. And I will admit, it has required some serious work because we are human!
Thanks Carol for the embers idea. How true this is! Our first granddaughter is getting married soon and all low-key, very little frivolities, and she is not stressed about the planning! It's all about the marriage.
ReplyDeleteThis is such great advice. Marriage has been so hard for me. It was not what I expected at all. I am thankful I was raised knowing this is a lifetime commitment.
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