I have been married to the same guy for 17 years.
When we got married, I was a fresh convert from Evangelicalism. I’d also come out of a home where my mom was sometimes rather childish and on occasion did the “Don’t tell your father about this” thing (she wasn’t good at hiding stuff, either). I really idolized my dad when I was a kid and wondered why my mom didn’t just do what dad said (but now that I’m older, I realize that my dad did a lot of stuff he shouldn’t and that some of his expectations were unreasonable–it’s just I didn’t realize that at the time because my mom was scrupulous about not criticizing my dad). So, when my husband and I got married when I was 22 and he was 25, I was very keen on submission (and in fact I believe we used Ephesians 5 for one of our wedding readings) in theory, although I hadn’t really thought very hard about the practicalities.
However, there were some problems that I did not see at the time:
–Submission is way easier when you’re crazy in love and your husband is crazy in love and both are eager to please the other. C.S. Lewis has some interesting thoughts on related problems in The Screwtape Letters and The Four Loves–he talks about how the enchantment of love does the work of charity, but that eventually you’re eventually left peddling uphill on your own power. (My image, not his, but I think he would agree with it.)
–Once you’ve been married for a while, you have a pretty good idea of all the ways that your spouse can be selfish, lazy and stupid, and your spouse has a pretty good idea of the ways in which you, too, can be selfish, lazy and stupid.
–Life is also way simpler before you have kids
–As fellow CAFers may already realize, my natural personality is fairly assertive. Hence, a really heavy duty version of submission would be harder on me than it would be on a sweeter, more easy-going woman.
–I didn’t think about “hard cases” at all, let alone just the problem of failures in judgment. Probably the only time I ever saw a major failure in judgment before we got married was when we were engaged and we were thinking about wedding details, and my fiance said that we weren’t going to have any flowers for decoration (for the wedding my parents would be paying for…). He thought flowers were unnecessary, so we weren’t going to have them. As it happened, things went very differently than expected (we didn’t have the home town wedding that I had expected and we just did a very inexpensive Catholic elopement thing that we paid for ourselves with just a little bouquet and it was totally OK), but that was fairly typical of my future husband’s decision-making style when he had a big moral objection to something (and he has had moral objections to a lot of stuff). A lot of times, I have been able to budge him, but the problem is that initially, there’s no attempt to persuade me, just putting his foot down hard. He is making progress on that lately, because I finally realized the pattern (huge moral objections to stuff that isn’t a big deal but that would make me happy).
At some point in the past year, we realized that we’d never really thought through our views on submission in practice. It turned out that we had the two following wildly incompatible views.
- I believed that I ought to submit unless it was a big deal, and then I shouldn’t. (In practice, I didn’t always do that, but that was the theory.) Then I got ticked off when he asked me to do stuff for him that was inconvenient or inconsiderate, but not morally objectionable. (For instance, on a number of occasions, I said I was going up to bed. He told me not to. So I stayed downstairs, even though I was dead with exhaustion. It turned out, he didn’t realize I wanted to go up to bed because I was tired. ??? Sad but true. Meanwhile, I thought he was being a selfish ogre forcing me to stay downstairs even though he knew I was exhausted, just for his convenience. A contributing factor to that situation is that I am ethnically a WASP and the 11th commandment in our culture is Thou Shalt Not Complain. I’m working on that, too.)
- He believed that I had the right not to fulfill his requests, so he made a lot of requests that he thought I was free to turn down. (See sad, stupid story in #1.) But he believed that when he really put his foot down about some thing that was really important to him, I ought to submit.
So, we had a sort of Gift of the Magi situation going on–I was “submitting” when he didn’t really want me to submit. Meanwhile, when he actually wanted me to submit (when it was a big deal to him), I wasn’t, because it was (not coincidentally) a big deal to me, too, and I was fed up from fulfilling all sorts of petty requests. He honestly thought that I was never submitting, because it never occurred to him that when I was submitting, I wasn’t going to point out to him each time, “I’m submitting to you.”
It unfortunately took 16 years to figure that misunderstanding out, as ridiculous as it sounds.
So, I have good reason to believe that this is an area full of peril and opportunities for hurtful and unnecessary misunderstandings.