My husband and I just celebrated our 13th wedding anniversary last night with a scorching hot softball game (it was 105 degrees outside) and a trip to Chili’s for dinner with the kids.
My how our lives have changed!
Over the last thirteen years we’ve learned a lot. Experience is a great teacher, and, well, she comes by our place often.
So while we are certainly not the end-all-be-all-know-everything resource for marriage, we do have a tip or two in our back pocket to share with you every now and then.
When my friend, Sheila Wray Gregoire, asked if I would write a guest post for her site on marriage and family relationships, I was honored and excited. Won’t you join me over at To Love, Honor and Vacuum for a little tea and story…I promise you won’t be disappointed!
I Love You's from the dresser drawer..
This week our Marriage Champions discussion group focused a very heavy topic, you ready?….duh-duh-dun….household responsibilities.
And while at first, it may seem like small potatoes in the land of marriage enrichment (I mean we are discussing difficult topics like communication, conflict management and sexual intimacy here), what we discovered is that “neglect of home and family” is second only to “mental cruelty” as a stated reason for divorce.
That’s right, household responsibilities are no small potatoes in marriage….click here to read more…
“It’s A-L-M-O-O Street .”
“Got it, Alamo St.”
“No…No…Al-moo…you know, moo like a cow.”
“Oh, ok. I’ve got it Alamo. Thanks.”
That’s a package that’s not likely to make it here.
Don’t we do this all the time? We form an expectation in our heads about the way something should be and it doesn’t matter what anyone else says (even God) our brains make it true.
Take our street name, for example. I’ve had knock-down-drag-out arguments with people over the spelling. People think, “She MUST be mistaken! Who would name a street after the sound a cow makes? It’s got to be Alamo! That’s what makes sense!” (For the record, I have no idea why they named the street what they did…but I did have cows eat my grass once when we first moved in…maybe it is an accurate title after all.)
You know, God asks us to do stuff that doesn’t make sense all the time. It’s my challenge (is it yours too?) to keep my expectations out of it and simply obey. This skill is so important to ending up in the right place, and frankly, I think it’s why there are so many wandering Christians in the world.
We have to learn not to impose our own expectations and beliefs about the world on God’s call for our lives, otherwise we will end up lost and and at the wrong address.
What about you? Do you ever allow an expectation to lead you in the wrong direction?