my sweet friend sarah (college roomie and very talented writer) is opening up about her marriage journey. she is being REAL and vulnerable in the hopes that God will use her story to encourage other women. it’s a beautiful story that brings tears to my eyes and makes me know that God is BIG and can heal broken hearts. You can read the beginning of her story below–then link over to her blog to read more.
I can be stifling sometimes.
I mean there have been times in my life when I’ve chased people away because I’m so intense. I don’t mean to be; I’m just programmed that way.
No matter how many “times out” I take for myself, or self-analysis afternoons I carve out of my schedule; no matter what I actually change in my actions and relationships, when its all over, I might behave differently, but I am still pretty much the same person on the inside. I’m intense.
Its a good thing because so is my husband. He’s almost as intense as I am.
We match each other word for word, hurt for hurt, and love for love equally. We raise our voices together, we debate issues with intelligence, we both ask difficult questions of the other and expect smart answers in return. He’s never shied away from me and I’ve never backed down from my intensity for him either.
We are a good match.
And that is one of the reasons I got into the biggest trouble of my life about nine years ago.