(This begins the series on Wedding Vows and Marriage to be updated sporadically and end in February with all good intentions.)
Everyone has heard of the common wedding vows. Those that begin “I, Charlene, take you, Dan….” The kind shown on TV a lot, the kind ignored and not really listened to at weddings, the kind found at wedding vow renewal ceremonies. Or maybe as a Catholic I have just heard them countless times at numerous Masses where vow renewal ceremonies took place. But have you ever really taken the time to think about what each of theses words means? Some may have gone through Pre-Cana classes (premarital courses) and had to actually think upon the words. For me, now though, it suddenly hit me what they each mean. So today I’m starting with “For better, for worse” and depicting what this creates in my mind.
To be better. To be greater than you are now. A better person. A better lover. A better breadwinner. Think about that. When you love that person, you must love them for their better part. For the part of them that makes you love them and that you can see the stars in. When you look at your love, you can see what they can be and what they are. The best in them. But that best can come out and make them an entirely better person. Will you love them if the path they chose to go down isn’t one you want to go down? If they become Christian and you’re an atheist? If they become Baptist and you’re a Catholic? Will you love them still, even if it changes the whole dynamic? That’s what you’re saying you’ll do. You’ll love them even if they take on view points not inline with yours, but in line with making them a more loving, kind, and gentle person. Points that might make them stronger, more observant, and wiser. Would you still be willing to love them?
Of course you’ll still love them if they’re a better lover. Wouldn’t you? Because in doing that, they’ll listen to you and know just how to please you.
But what about a better breadwinner? Would you be willing to accept the fact that what they do is more highly rated than what you do? You must be able to accept them for their new skills, their great talent. Even if it means they outshine you.
Take it the other way, though. Will you be willing to become a better person for the love of your life? Can you step up your work ethic, your patience, your listening skills to be better?
I wait at home, seeing the clock tick, waiting for my husband. He’s now fifty minutes and four seconds late. Fifty minutes and five seconds. Still I hear no car door; no phone ring. I’m stressed and I’m aggravated. I just made two meals because the first one came out horribly. The CD I wanted wouldn’t play in our new player and I ruined my favorite blouse in the wash. What do I do when he comes home? Do I complain? Do I whine? Do I shout? No. I should listen to him. Hear what he has to say. Then inform him how lousy of a day I’ve had. That’s how hard it is to be better.
I’m driving home from work, late. My cell phone died and I can’t text him that I’m going to be late. Work ran way over time. I got yelled at by a client and my boss didn’t back me up. My car had a ding in it because I hit that yellow pole next to the fill up station when getting out of the car to fill it up this morning. He’d better have bought takeout and sitting with a warm meal at home, ready to listen to my problems. Because I’m flippin’ mad now and I need to take it out on someone. Is this right? Is that better? I am showing my best side by all ready thinking angry thoughts and getting ready to attack him when I arrive? Being better is hard.
Being worse is easy. Easy for you to yell, scream, cry, argue, and complain over silly things. Like the garbage, the dishes, the laundry. When you’re tired and grumpy, why shouldn’t he be tired and grumpy? But what about when they’re at their worst? Will you love her when she’s nagging you? Will you love her when she pwns you in a game and gloats? Will you love him when he hates you for the death of your child?
For better. For worse. These are meant to help us understand what happens in a marriage. It’s not all rainbows and sunshine and cake. It’s hard work; soul-changing work.
I know that at this moment, I’m not ready for better or for worse. I haven’t even met the guy yet, but I know. I think when you meet that one, you’ll get to see a touch of their worse side. And from there I’ll have to determine if it’s something that I can handle for a long, long time.
Because for me, there are no quits in marriage. Me and the rest of my life are a package deal. That’s how long I’ll love you. So that’s why I wan to be sure that I can handle that future love for better, for worse.