Throughout much of my life I have not known what to expect.
I have never really known how things would turn out or what to presume should
be the normal course of events. Rather, I have always reached out and
investigated, questioned, and clarified just about everything. I was always the
one who read over the syllabus in school and asked the clarifying questions
about what everything meant. I was the one who rushed out and bought What to Expect When You Are Expecting
the moment we discovered we were pregnant with Addison. Even to this day you
will regularly hear me asking questions like “What do you mean?” or “What does
that look like?” I have just approached life as something that is full of
surprises, well, most of life, that is. When it came to marriage I thought I
already knew everything.
When Rachel and I got married I thought I knew how
everything would work. Rachel would be a morning person just like me. We would
get up early and have intelligent conversations over steaming cups of coffee.
When we got home in the evenings, Rachel would greet me warmly and have plenty
of energy to continue our morning conversations. Weekends would be spent
traversing the great outdoors. We would hammer out every disagreement in
fifteen minutes or less, and we would always do it logically. We would be in
lock step about how to spend our money, and best of all, we would always be
happy because we had each other. I suppose I could go on. I had lots of
expectations about marriage, and the biggest one of all was that I expected
Rachel to expect what I expected. That all lasted until about the second day of
our honeymoon.
It quickly became apparent that Rachel was not a morning
person and that neither one of us had tons of energy when we came home in the evenings.
Camping for me meant a tent and a backpack but Motel 6 was roughing it for my
new bride. We rarely agreed on how to use our money and we struggled to hammer
out our disagreements in a logical fifteen minute discussion. The signs were
obvious. Rachel did not expect what I expected, and I did not expect that.
We have been married almost seventeen years, and I am happy
to report that we have both survived the expectation shock that set in shortly
after we were married. There was the one incident in which I thought it was a
good idea to make cappuccino at 5 a.m. in our small apartment. I almost died in
that one, but in all other respects we have made it through nicely. What’s our
secret? I don’t know if we have one really. We have had our bumps and hiccups
along the way, but one thing has helped us through. We decided early on to
reset our expectations. Early on in our marriage we came to the realization that
the only person we could expect anything from was ourselves, and that this
expectation was that we would submit to the other person.
I know. It sounds crazy but it is the truth. We (more
accurately “I”) came to the realization that most of our expectations were
rooted in what we expected from the other person. The problems arose when the
other person did not meet our expectations. When the other person did not do
what we expected trouble was not far behind, usually brought about by some form
of a power struggle aimed at getting what we wanted from one another. We
quickly found that we were not very good at managing one another so we started
trying to manage ourselves. We began to look for ways to give rather than to
get. We sought ways to put one another first, not worrying about whether we got
anything in return. Amazingly, when we did this, things smoothed out and marriage
was a lot richer. Sure, there were still bumps in the road. We still have bumps
along the way. They pretty much all have my name on them, and I can personally
attest that they arise because I stop giving and start trying to get. I have
trouble letting go of the idea that Rachel is there for me rather than living
out the principle that I am there for her. I am by nature self-centered and
selfish. I don’t even have to try hard. Over the years, I have found that I can
live for her rather than for myself. I have discovered that doing this requires
much intentionality but not where I would have imagined it. I find that I live
for her the more I seek to live like Christ.
A fellow traveler,
Blake
What’s my next step?
We encourage you to
consider engaging in the following as a way of handing off faith in your
family.
Talk about a submissive life: Submission is a dirty word in our culture but
it is a quality that marks the followers of Christ. This week, consider
memorizing Ephesians 5.21 as a family. Talk about what submission means by
considering Jesus as the preeminent example of one who led a submissive life
(Mark 10.42-45 and Philippians 2.5-11). Talk about what submission looks like
in your own context. You might consider talking as a family about opportunities
you have each day to live submitting to the needs of others and what makes this
difficult or easy. Conclude your discussions with times of family prayer,
asking for the mind of Christ and the grace to live his submissive life.
We encourage you to
consider engaging in the following as a way of deepening your own faith.
Clarify expectations: Many
of our marriage difficulties come from the presence of unstated and unmet
expectations. When our expectations are unmet we are disappointed and we seek
to manage this disappointment by struggling with our spouse in an effort to get
them to meet our expectations. This week consider spending some time surfacing
your marriage expectations. You might begin by opening your heart to God by
offering the prayer of the psalmist in Psalm 139.23-24. In partnership with
God, write down your expectations for family, finances, free time, intimacy,
and any other categories you feel are important. After you have surfaced these
expectations, spend some time asking God what lies behind these expectations and
if they exemplify Jesus’ submissive life. Consider holding these expectations
before God, asking him to meet the needs that undergird them, granting you the
grace and freedom to live submissively with your spouse.
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