When I met my DH, I was mesmerized by the fact that his faith was deeper than mine, both in thought and deed. I was so used to dating boys–yes, boys, not real men–that were wishy-washy about their faith and just accepting their lack of conviction as the reality of what is out there today. I prayed to our Father, asking Him to lead me especially to the one whom God had designed for all of eternity to be mine.

Finally, in my future spouse, I saw the potential for a spiritual leader.
I didn’t know that God would ask me to move 1200 miles to be with the man whom He had prepared for me.

But He DID ask, and I chose to say yes. I am so thankful for the spiritual gifts he provided to me for the journey. It was rough!
For all the struggle, the rewards are far greater. My husband cherishes me. Sometimes I wake in the middle of the night to him stroking my hair in his sleep.

Each day I am told how much I mean to him–either in notes he leaves around the house for me to find, or by simply pointing at me and saying, “YOU are loved. YOU are precious to me.” It’s a cute little habit of his…
Aside from working a full time job, my husband is active in both sports and in our parish. But each day he makes time to do the dishes and a chore or two around the house. Tonight, for instance, he came home about 5:30pm, exercised with me, showered, left to go to a doctor’s appointment, returned about 7:30pm, put in a load of laundry, vaccumed our entire two bedroom living space (I was cooking dinner) and then sat down to eat with me. After doing the dishes together, we ended up lounging on our living room floor, having a deep discussion about the direction God is leading our marriage.
I married my best friend. I married a man I never tire of talking to. He is beautiful, both inside and out. No matter what happens, good or bad, it is my husband whom I can’t wait to tell. We live for God and we live for one another. Most importantly, I know that I have a spiritual leader to guide me through life and whose one goal is to see that I obtain salvation.
I don’t want to pretend that marriage isn’t hard work. We have had many tears (and much laughter) in getting to the place we are now, and we have only been married one year. I can only expect there will be more ups and downs in the future, but in the end I expect it to have been worth the effort–the joy I have in loving my husband is indescribable. The worth I feel in being loved by a holy man is simply astonishing. Sometimes, when I catch myself complaining about the little things that really don’t matter, I take a step back and consider the big picture. Counting my blessings would be tantamount to the impossible task of numbering the stars.
If you are called to married life, God will give you your spouse. Just be open to receiving the gift. My mother taught me to pray, from the time I was a very little girl, “Lord, please prepare the mind, heart, body and soul of my future husband. Keep him safe, healthy, happy and close to You.” I prayed this little prayer for years and YEARS. Ask and you shall receive.
God is so good and He often gives us more than we could ever possibly imagine. I remember telling my best friend about my future husband and saying, “It’s as if I wrote out on a sheet of paper exactly what I wanted in a spouse someday, and instead of just giving me what I asked for, God upgraded my version considerably.”
Please know there are marriages out there based on love and friendship. If anything, my husband is better NOW than when we were dating–because we all continue to grow spiritually.