Several years ago our marriage was in a bit of a downward spiral. Garreth and I both withdraw when the going gets tough. We have some friends at church who are deeply committed to equipping marriages to last. They’ve started a ministry at our church to that end and enter into couple’s lives for support. Garreth and I are so skilled in keeping a stiff upper lip and I’m sure these friends had no idea we were in our shells. They had generously arranged for us to attend a marriage retreat, taking care of our registration and child care as well. While I was grateful for the gesture, I was not thrilled about the idea. However, I heard there was good food so I figured I could go warm a seat for that.
The speakers were a husband and wife team. The husband stepped forward and said everything Garreth needed to hear. That’s right, take notes, hubby. In case he missed the point, the wife came forward as the reinforcer. Drive the point home mama! Instead, she spoke directly to me. Good grief, I thought we were at a fixing husbands retreat. It was all very eye opening and was just the catalyst we needed to really talk to each other. It was a huge turning point for us, not easy, but good.
My husband joined me in doing the hard work of marriage. I love him for that.
And the food was good as well.