Dunno. Should a marriage really feel like “work”!?!??!?!
I hear that said all the time (usually on TV), but I have never met anybody in real life who thinks that this is the case.
Really? You never met anyone thus? You probably don’t know anyone in a really bad marraige then.
Well, you can “meet” me now. Because I viewed marriage as sacred “work” for 17 years. I “worked” at it; my husband didn’t - why whoudl he when he felt perfectly fine? I learned that insisting on talking about it made him very, very angry.
So, to have peace, I had to leave him alone about it. My pastor’s wife advised me to work on it by myself, trusting God to work on him. And working on it was my constant aim.
I worked at pleasing my husband, I worked at taking my hurts to God since my husband didn’t want to hear about them, and I constantly worked on not making him angry - which was a mystery I could never grasp, but kept
working on.
A couple of years before my divorce I became Catholic. There were many graces with that journey. In the first part of my first meeting with my first priest, he wanted to know if I had discussed my conversion with my husband.
“Oh, no,” I quickly explained, hoping to move onto the *real *topic at hand, “My husband doesn’t like to talk about anything that matters to me. It makes him angry.”
“Thats not a marraige,” the Priest interruped, “You can have it annulled.”
I was completely shocked and scandalized. I explained I married before God and had made a promise and I intended to keep it. I quickly got the subject steered back to my being Catholic.
[Gee! I believed this Priest was right about everything else, but certainly not marraige! Certainly this annullment business was one of those things the Church had all messed up. I would just ignore the whole topic, as it had nothing to do with me.]
So with many special graces and favors I became Catholic, and two years later my husband did what was perfectly natural after being on the receiving end of being served and catered to no matter how he acted - he secretly had an affair and planned a new life, including plans to surprise me with divorce papers (it was supposed to have been the first time I learned of it). I was advised by the best of lawyers that if I did not divorce him back I could lose custody of my child.
A very holy priest who does not mince words agreed I was likely getting wise legal counsel, and agreed that this had not been marriage as God intended. And as for my “work”, he told me: “You cannot make a silk purse out of a sows ear.”
Nope. I can tell you, you cannot, no matter how hard you “work” at it.
Believe me, I was not at all ready for this, especially having immersed my life and being for so many years in this “work” that bore no fruit. I had no alternative “work” plans. God really had to carry me. I believe He saw this coming and knew I would need all the ordinary extrodinary Graces available in the Cahtolic Chruch in order to make it through this, and thats why He gave me the grace to convert.
And of course, I learned the wise priest I had counseled at my conversion *did *know a thing or two about marraige.
I have never felt that I have needed to “work” at my marriage either. Sure we have had our disagreements etc, and I don’t think we are much different to any other couple in that way…but how exactly does one actually go about “working at a marriage”. Unless one defines this “date night” which seems to be all the rage as “work”…
LOL, after my marriage ended, more than one person in a real, normal marriage expressed that they also had been puzzled why I had always been “working” on my marraige. It had always sounded strange to them, though they never said so to me. It was just who Eliza was, the one “working” on her marriage all the time.
So I deduce you must have a good marraige, Thomfra, if you don’t have to “work” on it all the time.
Can somebody explain…with a practical examples???
Well, there you go - I gave you examples of a person who “worked” on her marriage.
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