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Dulcie
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One thing that reading this thread, which has so many really beautiful and serious responses on it, has made me start to consider is that authority in a husband - if he is a truly good, loving, sensitive and well-disposed man - can be the most incredible gift to his wife, and open up new kinds of security and peace for her.
Submission, honestly, frightens me. But so does love. So does marriage. So does the giving up of one’s self to another. Submission only makes sense to me in that context - that both DH and I would give up our autonomy, him by his promise to stand like a rock between me (and our children) and the often-hostile forces of the outside world, putting our needs and feelings above his own with Christ as his model, and me by allowing him to do that, placing myself and the children under his leadership and protection.
In truth I think the Church has almost nothing to say about how this dynamic works itself out between individual couples. There is no list of “he must do this” and “she must do that”, which is why this subject usually descends into banality and farce once people start arguing over whether the wife can take charge of the family finances, and whether it makes a difference if her husband is a recovering gambler, etc. But I think that submission, like marriage, can be a gift of God IF it is undertaken as seriously, lovingly, broadmindedly and prayerfully as marriage itself should be. And like marriage, it can go very wrong if there is selfishness or miscommunication. Submission is not a reason to throw away your common sense, sense of humour, capabilities, or good judgement as an adult woman. But although submission makes me nervous, I also wish for it. When I think about DH’s authority, the best image it gives me is of his arm around my shoulders, warm and strong, that I can lean against. I need to be a sensible, capable woman with the capacity to survive without that arm if he were not here - that’s just common sense. But being able to lean against him like that is a gift.
Submission, honestly, frightens me. But so does love. So does marriage. So does the giving up of one’s self to another. Submission only makes sense to me in that context - that both DH and I would give up our autonomy, him by his promise to stand like a rock between me (and our children) and the often-hostile forces of the outside world, putting our needs and feelings above his own with Christ as his model, and me by allowing him to do that, placing myself and the children under his leadership and protection.
In truth I think the Church has almost nothing to say about how this dynamic works itself out between individual couples. There is no list of “he must do this” and “she must do that”, which is why this subject usually descends into banality and farce once people start arguing over whether the wife can take charge of the family finances, and whether it makes a difference if her husband is a recovering gambler, etc. But I think that submission, like marriage, can be a gift of God IF it is undertaken as seriously, lovingly, broadmindedly and prayerfully as marriage itself should be. And like marriage, it can go very wrong if there is selfishness or miscommunication. Submission is not a reason to throw away your common sense, sense of humour, capabilities, or good judgement as an adult woman. But although submission makes me nervous, I also wish for it. When I think about DH’s authority, the best image it gives me is of his arm around my shoulders, warm and strong, that I can lean against. I need to be a sensible, capable woman with the capacity to survive without that arm if he were not here - that’s just common sense. But being able to lean against him like that is a gift.