Do you have a husband who is still trying to figure out how to pursue God?
Does he not quite see the point of forming a relationship with God yet?
Are you frustrated with your husband and the lack of intimacy in your marriage because of his slow growth in faith?
I can completely relate to these feelings and frustrations in a marriage and I want to share with you my own story and what I have learned that has brought an immense amount of peace in this kind of situation.
My husband and I began our relationship with very little God involved. I remember a conversation we had when we were about three months into dating where I mentioned that going to church was really important to me and having God in my life was really important to me (although I had no idea how to actually talk to God then) and my husband (then-boyfriend) mentioned he didn’t think it was really that important.
I remember instantly thinking “I give this another three months tops. There’s no way this can work if we aren’t on the same page with God.”
But God had different plans. I fell totally in love with this man. When he asked me to marry him a year later I was the happiest girl in the world and of course said YES!
We did the usual pre-marital counseling with our priest and we were so clueless on marriage. I kind of chuckle thinking back to the 21- and 22 year-olds sitting behind that big brown desk, terrified of talking to the priest, almost like he could read our minds. Both mine and his parents ended up divorced so the priest was concerned.
I remember thinking but we’re SO in love! Their relationships have nothing to do with ours.
I was frustrated with the questions we were getting but 5 years later I realize how important those questions were.
And that priest had the most incredible advice for us on our wedding day.
In those first few years of marriage (minus a couple deployments), we went to church together almost every Sunday. I got absolutely nothing out of it. And I KNOW my husband didn’t either because he would sit and talk a lot.
But with each year of marriage, we began to (very slowly) grow stronger in our faith. Church became something I looked forward to and when my husband would start talking about the priest’s message in the car on the way home, I felt joy and even relief.
I still felt like there was so much missing, though.
Up until this past fall, I had no idea what that even was.
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