I melted into a puddle of despair as the reality of tonight’s dinner situation sunk in. My husband insisted it was fine (even though he admitted that whole wheat pasta tastes like cardboard to him the night before) and nodded in agreement that we couldn’t just throw away perfectly good – well, perhaps simply edible – food. Still, my heart turned sour as I thought about all of the times I’ve disappointed my husband with what I made to put on our plates.
From as far back as I remember, I longed to be a wife.
Whenever my elementary school friends and I played house, I always had to be the mother.
There was just something about the love of a husband and wife that I so dearly wanted for myself.
The thing is, I think women intuitively desire marriage because from the beginning of time God said it was not good for man to be alone (see Genesis 2:18).
God gives his people desire to mirror him, to display his glory to the world.
In marriage, women hold a unique role in mirroring something much larger than themselves.
In preparing for my own marriage, I’ve come to realize that this something larger is the gospel.
The truth is, being Silas’ wife was the no-deal-breaker promise I needed to force me to trust God – no matter what – in our relationship. I married Silas because I knew I would be able to follow God better, and even in our few months of marriage that has proven to be true.
However, a loving Pastor gave me one of the greatest gifts a Pastor could give to a bride-to-be. A few phone calls and texts later, and he arranged a coffee date for me and a former military/current police wife. I gleaned so much wisdom and encouragement from Bethany over that java in Kansas City.
I had never had so many emotions or felt so much power to crush every lie this culture has ever spoken of love. I felt the presence of my family, both new and old, and our most dear friends. I looked into the face of my groom, who did all he could to hold back the tears that were threatening to wash his face; but he couldn’t stop the love and joy from shining through, brighter than I’d ever seen. I never knew it was possible to tangibly see the love someone has for you in quite the way my Silas showed me.