Is it me or is 2014 off to a lumpy start?
Lumpy – as in not smooth.
Kind of like blogging is for me these days. I’d like to rip the calendar page off and crumple it into a ball and throw it in the trash. It hasn’t been horrible, but it’s been rough.
There are things I’d like to share and say and mull over. I want to meander through the forest of unknowns and what ifs. I’d like to presume less and wonder more. But I tend to stay guarded and less than free. Why? Perhaps no particular reason other than a few bad experiences and restrictions I’ve placed on myself and my writing to protect others around me. Oh to be so wildly inhibited as to just blurt out all the things on my mind. Wouldn’t that be great? Or no. Maybe not so great.
A few years ago I had a friend call me and tell me that she needed to talk. She had things to get out and share and I was her go-to gal. Why, I’ll never really know. When someone starts a conversation with “….and you can’t tell this to anyone” …. I wonder when would be a good time to tell them I can’t keep to that standard. Now, before you get all cranky because you’ve maybe been one to tell me such things, just bear with me a moment.
Over the years I have had MANY conversations with friends and family who all ask me to not share their news or secrets. And for the most part, that has held up to this day. Stories of infidelity, of sickness, of trauma, loss, heartaches. Some about children whose parentage is not what it appears to be. Heartbreaking stories, life-giving stories, tragedies, triumphs, silly stuff and serious stuff- it’s all there. If my mind were an open book there would be many chapters of “reader beware”. But when someone says “don’t tell anyone- not even your husband”…well, I’m sorry, I can’t keep that promise.
I have told some and they continue on. And many times I don’t say anything. Here’s the reason why: I am my beloved’s and he is mine.
We are one flesh. Flesh of my flesh and bone of my bone. The sanctity of marriage is unique and supernatural. I can’t really explain it. It’s not the same as living together or being engaged. Something happens when you get married. You let go of all that holds you back and you give it freely to your spouse. You pour into them and they pour into you. Well, that’s how it is supposed to be. Some days are better than others for the pouring. And some days are just bland and dumb. But there is still oneness and a unity not matched in any other earthly relationship.
So I tell my husband everything. I tell him my secrets and your secrets. I share them because he is in me and I am in him and we are one. And if I were to withhold from him and become tormented or stressed then I have effectively put up a wall between us. And sorry, but ain’t nobody got time for that.
I see this happen all the time- couples in love. They live together, sleep together, eat together and play together but they won’t just talk. They don’t let it all out. They don’t pour out of themselves ALL of it….not just the happy, sappy, lovesick part…..all of it.
I cannot keep your secrets.
And you shouldn’t keep your secrets from your spouse either. If you want REAL unity in your relationship, you have to talk about everything. If you keep back even one thing, it will build a wall brick by brick. If you justify keeping one part of you private from your mate, you have told them, by not telling them, that you don’t trust them enough to love you anyway.
It’s marriage Monday and it’s time for us to all talk a little more than we did last week.
And for your reading pleasure, these are some of the most compelling, honest, wonderful posts on marriage from the past 2 weeks. You will love them.
In that moment when my husband sat across from me and told me the whole truth, I was quiet. I wasn’t standing from afar like Michal, wondering who was this man anyway. Undignified-Humiliated- What’s Love Got to do With It? By Troubleface Mom
We learned that if we really want to know our people, if we really care to know them – we need to ask them better questions and then really listen to their answers. – Save Your Relationships- Ask the Right Questions By Momastery
Physical, emotional and spiritual intimacy are meant to mingle so closely in marriage that we can’t see where one begins and one ends. What Did You Assume About Sex in Marriage? By Julie Sibert
There is a vast difference between mutual submission to one another out of an overflow of love and having submission demanded of you, one-sided, out of a misguided attempt at biblical marriage. In Which I Disagree with Candace Cameron Bure About Biblical Marriage ~Sarah Bessey
And one of my personal favorites:
My marriage is messy as all hell. That’s true. But listen, friend. Here’s the thing: I LOVE IT THAT WAY. I LOVE MY MARRIAGE. I do not find messy and beautiful to be mutually exclusive. As a matter of fact- I ALWAYS SEEM TO FIND THEM TOGETHER – Messy and Beautiful By Momastery