Thoughts on 20 Years of Marriage
I’ve been thinking about writing this for a while. This past February was our 20th wedding anniversary. I’ve also had two younger siblings get married in the last year or so, and that made me think about what encouragement I would give to a young Christian couple just starting out. What would it have been good for me to hear at that point in my life?
My third reason for thinking these things through was a bit more negative. A friend “from away” came to visit and saw the things that are genuinely hard about my life. Seeing it through her eyes really challenged me to think about why I am happy in my marriage, despite those things.
Today we were sitting in the ER waiting room with our 18-month-old (something is wrong with his collarbone). We had been there for probably 5 hours. The baby was sleeping on Stephen, and I was sitting next to them. A lady was sitting near us, clutching an ice pack to her severely swollen face. Occasionally she rocked and moaned. Then she started to cry. I wanted to do something to help, but I could not make myself move --paralysis brought on by shyness and fear of rejection or embarrassment. Stephen handed me the sleeping baby and quietly brought her a box of tissues and sat next to her.
“I’m sorry I can’t take your pain away, but I can sit with you for a while.”
And he just sat there next to her. “It’s a hard day for you, isn’t it?”
When the tissue box was empty, he asked if he could get her another one.
A little later, if he could get anything else for her. The answer was no.
That was all. The nurses called her in, and we continued to wait.
Stephen is just as introverted as I am. That genuine kindness is the fruit of the Spirit working in him. The goodness, faithfulness, self-control that drives him to act when inclination and inertia would seem to prescribe sitting still and pretending not to see is the work of God.
This is what I would say to a young Christian couple who are following the Lord. Sanctification is real. The Holy Spirit is at work in you and in your spouse, and He will use every circumstance of your lives together, good and bad, to make you more like Jesus. Ideally, as you each grow closer to the Lord, you will grow closer to each other. Sin can get in the way, though. Ah, pray, pray, pray to see as He sees, to accept as He accepts, to love as He loves.
Because here’s the thing. Sanctification is not going to look the way you think it should look. Even if you are deeply in love, before long, you will see your spouse’s faults quite clearly. Your priorities for change in your spouse may not be God’s priorities for change. If you dig in and try to take control of the sanctification process, you will not only fail, but you will also fail to see how God is really working in ways you didn’t expect, and how beautiful that is.
Our married life has been in some ways a descent into chaos. As the years have passed, there have been increasingly more unfinished projects and piles of stuff everywhere, in every room of the house. I’m not exaggerating. This was and is hard. Even more difficult have been the unmet deadlines and the failed courses. None of these things matter to him the way they matter to me…to him, the stuff is merely physical, external. The failures are opportunities to get right back up and keep going…and he always does. I thought executive function would be God’s first order of business when it came to Stephen’s sanctification.
I now see that God is at work in him producing the fruit of the Spirit: love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self control. These are the Spirit’s priorities. After 20 years, I have been able to see these things unmistakeably, growing in him. Wisdom too. Lack of executive function may very well be a permanent “thorn in the flesh” never resolved this side of glory. And this, good and bad, wonderful and hard, is meant to help sanctify me too.
There is a straight line from the moment I realized I was in love with Stephen and the scene in the waiting room today. I remember that he was praying for a mutual acquaintance, and I thought, “He really cares for that person’s soul.” And then I realized, “I want to marry him.” (At the time it was hopeless and unrequited, but God worked it all out in time.) The scene today came from the same place, but it is deeper now, more ingrained, more principled, more worked out in practice.
It's pure grace, nothing less, how God has allowed me to go through life with “my person”. I’ve told my hard here, but there are things about me that are just as hard for him. And yet we are both happy in our marriage. The hard stuff is real, and the grace of God is real too, keeping us.
If you keep looking to Him, his grace will keep you too.
And grace will lead us home.
Note: I wrote this several months ago, but at the time felt it was too personal to post and share. However, my husband has encouraged me more than once to share it anyway. I pray that it's a blessing for someone out there.



