
"Romantic love has no elasticity to it. It can never be stretched; it simply shatters. Mature love, the kind demanded of a good marriage, must stretch, as the sinful human condition is such that all of us bear conflicting emotions." Gary Thomas
I believe marriage has forced me to face some character issues I would not of faced otherwise. I believe marriage has brought me closer to God. I believe that marriage has healed so many broken wounds inside of me. Being married has made me a better person.
I feel that I am married to the most romantic man in this world. I remember one of our first dates before we were married, James and I were Downtown Denver on 16th street mall. We were holding hands and gazing into each others eyes with happy smiles. I was falling in love with James. Each step we took the weaker my knees would get and I thought for sure I was floating!!!!! Before the evening was over I found my pounding heart on a horse carriage with my man's arms around me and I felt like a real Princess was being taking away by my Prince. He was romancing my heart and I felt overwhelmed with desire for him.
I have many more romantic stories I could share and some that will always be just between James and I . Today on Valentine's day my romantic Husband gave me a beautiful ring. This ring was in a heart box that was held by two kissing stuffed dogs. They were two scottish dogs that happen to be one of my favorite types of dogs. He knows what I like!!!!!! He made me a card with a picture of us. A picture that we both love. This man knows how to touch my heart.
He also makes it easy for me to touch his heart with romance. Lighted candles, body lotions, and other things that make an evening romantic for us. Sometimes romance is easy to make happen. Sometimes romance just happens. Sometimes romance takes work. Sometimes romance does not happen no matter what I try or want.
James will always be my Prince and I will always be his Princess. I know that romance is important to our marriage and I will always seek ways to make this happen. The point I want to make here is that I do not always feel like a Princess and James does not always act like the Prince I think he should be. Sometimes my emotions and feelings are like a grumpy old house wife that is worn out from all the house work that never ends. I often times look more like a raggy mess then a Pretty Princess. When we were first married I would run to the bathroom and wash my mouth out with Listerine before my husband would wake up and now there are mornings where I am dragging my feet out of bed an hour after the alarm clock goes off. The crazy thing about all of this is that I know James still accepts me and desires me. I do not have to be perfect for him to love me. He does not have to be perfect either for me to love him.
One of the first times I realized that my Prince was really just human like me was when we went on one of our first camping trips the summer after we got married. I was looking forward to a romantic camping trip. A trip that would make the stars in the sky dance just for us. Well the stars did not dance for us. We both ate something that evening that made us both gassy. It was so bad I am sure it scared all the animals out of the camp site. So much for desired romance that evening. This however did not destroy our camping trip together. We grew together as a couple as we enjoyed the outdoors and wildlife. We laughed and had fun together. It was a weekend we will never ever forget.
I heard someone say once that if marriage depended only on romance then one would have to keep on getting married over and over again. I do not think romance is the super glue that holds a marriage together. I choose real love over romance anyday. Romance comes and goes by emotions and moods. Love is a choice and is much more then just a temporary feeling. I am married to a man who loves me and I have no doubt that he really, really, really, loves me. I love James and love takes time to grow. We have just started our life together. We were married on July 3, 2006. Our love has more growing to do.
James and I were going to go to California over this last Christmas break. James and I are pregnant and this will be our first child. I had in my mind that we needed to take a trip together before our baby is born so that we can continue to grow in our marriage in a deeper way. It may be our last trip together by ourselves for awhile. I had romantic visions of what our days and evenings would be like. We never did get to go. I developed a major blood clot in my right leg and had to be put in the hospital. This was the most frightning thing I have ever been through. I was not alone. James was right there with me and he was scared too. He was strong for the both of us and believed that God was in complete control. It was through this experience that I learned what kind of love it takes to make a marriage grow stronger and deeper.
When I got out of the hospital I could not walk on my own, take a shower on my own, or go to the bathroom by myself. James put a bucket by our bedside so that I could use that to urinate in. He would clean it out after each use. How romantic is that? Even though this was extremely embarrising he made me still feel like a Princess. He is my Prince during the good times and the bad times. I have to get shots in my stomach twice a day. It is James who gives me these shots and he will continue to give me these shots for several more months. These shots can be painful at times and my stomach has some black and blue bruises. With the tender love and care of my husband I am in good hands. James is my best friend. I am glad I will be married to him for the rest of my life. Looking back if I had a choice of going to California or experiencing this with James what would I have picked? I can honestly say I am glad we went through this together. We grew deeper together and our marriage is much more stronger today because of what we went through together.
Each time James gives me a shot in the stomach I am reminded of what real love is. He cares about me. When I hurt he hurts. I trust him and he is there for me. He comforts me and shows
me a deep level of compassion that touches my heart. This is not the most romantic experience, but it is the most loving experience. This love turns into a very nurturing time for us as he gives me my shot, then puts lotion on my stomach and then talks to our little baby who is growing inside of me.
I have always struggled with my not so perfect stomach. I want my stomach to look a certain way and it looks different then what I want it to. All of my life I have struggled with thinking that I needed to look a certain way to experience romance and love. Well every morning and every night my husband gets to look at my stomach up close. He still desires me and we still experience romance. The looks of my stomach has not made him love me less. James likes me just for who I am. I think it is time that I like myself just the same.
May you be encouraged to look deeper into your marriage for love. May you let go of your unrealistic expectations about romance. Most of all may you learn to accept yourself for the person you are in Christ.
