We had just come off my husband finishing his degree when I decided to run a marathon. Really, I had been thinking about it for a while, and with the miles I had under me, I wanted to try it. For the first time in our marriage, it also felt safe to try. It felt like if I fell or floundered, my husband would be there to catch me.
I really struggled for a while when my husband was in school. Well, we both did. He had his nose to the grindstone with work and school, and I had mine stuck deep into keeping up the house and keeping up with my own work. It felt like there was no margin, and really, there wasn't.
Now that he's out of school, I've been chasing some other big dreams. He's been so supportive. Just the other day, I proposed a new running dream. I don't know if it will happen or not, but I felt comfortable voicing it. He didn't bat an eye. He just let me talk. What a gift!
I think marriage should be like that. I support his dreams. He supports mine. Rather than tit-for-tat, it's a give and take with infinite flow between the two. Yes, there are hurts, habits, and hang-ups along the way, but ultimately our support for one another is there, just like Christ's is for us. To Him be the glory forever, amen!
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