christian marriage

  • Reflections on our marriage

    It’s our wedding anniversary today, and I’m more in love with Sam than the day we married.  :)

    Reflections on what I think makes our marriage great:

    It’s hard for me to imagine marriage working without Christ.  We are naturally selfish as people, always looking out for our own good, protecting ourselves and reserving a little bit for ourselves.  The reigning philosophy is that if we don’t, no one else will.  Only in God’s kingdom does it make sense to live differently.  We don’t have to look after ourselves because God does.  In His kingdom, the selfless and the sacrificial get counted, rewarded and elevated.  But to truly experience the joy of loving and giving selflessly, we must follow His example of loving without expecting return.  I think our marriage is working because we strive to love like this.   

    Another aspect of Christ in marriage is having Him as the acknowledged “Head” of our home.  He is the “spiritual leader”, and we (husband and wife) submit, follow and yield to Him.  He has the final say; He’s the tie-breaker with the veto power; He’s the decision-maker.  There is only one level of hierarchy in our marriage, and it is Jesus as King and we together are under Him.  And the beautiful thing is that Jesus’ form of authority is not like that of the world’s.  He doesn’t lord his authority and power over us.  He leads by serving and sacrifice.  And that’s who we follow in our marriage.  So our marriage looks like a continual pursuit of sacrifice and service to one another, no holds barred.

    A second key element that I think makes our marriage so good is our communication.  In our marriage, we communicate about everything.  I love knowing everything Sam is thinking about, and he loves knowing everything I’m thinking about.  At the end of the work day, we always make time to share with each other about our days:  what we did, who we talked to, what we thought about, what we read, our highs and lows — so that even if we weren’t with each other all day long, we’re filled into those missing gaps in each others days.  It’s strange to have a day go by without this kind of meaningful connection.  We cuddle and connect.  Even when we had foster children in our house, we always found ways, made an effort, to connect — whether while cooking together, bathing our baby or after they were asleep.  It’s challenging when we’re that busy and everything feels so hectic, but life is just incomplete without that kind of depth of intimacy with the most important relationship in your life.

    A third key element, I’d say, is coitus.  Early on, I realized that sex is just an extension of that deep communication with one another.  It’s an intimate connection that is a continuation of the conversation you’re already having in your marriage.  It’s not a separate act, isolated from one another.  It is conversation.  Without the depth of relationship that comes from marital commitment, the act would be devoid of meaning.  The act itself communicates messages of oneness and mutuality as both seek to give and receive to and from the other.  Ability to communicate desires and preferences in this arena means ability to communicate in every arena in your marriage (at least, this is my opinion).  And though the busyness of life, especially with different demands that come from external circumstances and seasons, will always threaten to crowd out this aspect of marriage, and it becomes easy to dismiss and discount as a non-essential element, the reality is that much marital happiness comes from intentional, active pursuit for intimacy.  Just as with the other 2 key elements, marriage has more flavor and color when this is not neglected.

    My marriage with Sam — I believe is so good because we actively pursue these 3 things.  It’s not the ‘perfect formula’ for everyone and there are tons more reasons for good marriages, but if I had to boil it down to three things, that’s what I’d say today.

  • I love Sam

    I had a dream last night that I was sitting on a wall with Sam.  I had a long, skinny branch in my hand, so I drew a really big heart in the sand.  And then I wrote in it, “I  Sam.” 

    I love Sam.  Before we were married, there were definitely some moments when I wondered if I was really sure about it.  Do I really love Sam?  Was it the for-the-rest-of-my-life kind of love?  I had been swept along by what God had been doing for all those months.  There were traces of His hand all over the bringing of us together –but did I really love Sam? 

    I have since come to understand that there was no way I could really know what it means to love him on that side of the commitment of marriage.  Love and commitment are inextricably tied together.  With every conversation, argument, debate and experience together, we are forging deeper meaning to love.  Love is all those moments piled up on top of each other of:  “I don’t agree with you, you don’t agree with me, but we are going to keep talking about it until we agree.”  “I’m so mad at you, I want to be as far from you as possible, but I will hold your hand, sit close to you and talk it out until I stop being mad.”  “This is so hard, so terrible, so painful, but God has called us to do this, so let’s keep doing this together.”  Love is having moments like those and choosing to push forward together every time — rather than apart.  This is what it means to love, and we proclaim it and add more definition to it every time we make these choices of commitment to each other, knowing that there is no other choice to choose and no other choice we’d rather choose.

    I love Sam.  And though I do not know it fully after 2 years and 3 months of marriage, I do know it truly.

  • Psalm 127:1 revisited

    “Unless the Lord builds the house, the builders labor in vain.”

    This old verse needs to be visited over and over again.  It makes me sit back and think, “Yeah, what would be the point of building a house the Lord did not direct or instruct to build?”  There would be no point.  It would be all in vain.

    Oh, Lord, please build our house, direct our path – show us what this family is supposed to be about.  What is our purpose and mission?  How do we go about pursuing it?  What should our family look like?  Who should be a part of it?  Lord, please be the builder of our house. 

  • Marriage — it’s meant to be spicy.

    While studying with Cindy on Saturday, we had a tangential conversation about spicy food… and somehow we came up with this phrase.  We joked around about my using it as a title for my first book.  It’s a bit cheesey, yes, but it has such a ring of truth to it.  Marriage is meant to be spicy!!

    This stands in direct contrast to the usual portrayal of marriage by the world.  Case in point:  in the movie License to Wed, an engaged couple is prohibited from having sex til their wedding.  On hearing about this, the guy’s friend says,  “No sex! I thought that was supposed to happen after the honeymoon.”  This is supposed to be funny, right?  It plays on the age-old belief that after marriage, there’s no more passion or romance — or fun.  I hate this portrayal of marriage.  Sadly, this kind of pessimistic view about marriage is prevalent in Christian circles as well.  You can even hear it from the pulpit.  How many times have I cringed to hear male pastors talk badly about their wives?  about (their) marriage?  There’s mockery and exaggeration and stereotypes galore. 

    But marriage is meant to be spicy.  Think about it –marital sex is so beautiful that God dedicated a whole book about it in the Scriptures!  Marital sex is so good, King Solomon had to write about it in metaphors in order to adequately describe it.  Marriage should be synonymous to passion, romance, good, hot, satisfying sex—so good because it was so designed by God.  This is marriage!  I wish the world would portray marriage the way God envisioned it.

  • Sunny Side Up Marriage?

    I am still thinking about what I learned from a marriage workshop I went to at the conference.  It was taught by two professors from Denver Seminary (Fred & Heather Gingrich). 

    There are two EXTREMES that can occur in marriages, which you want to avoid.
    1.  Dependent - where the two individuals want to be so equal in everything, share everything and do everything together.  The two lives are completely enmeshed with each other.  This kind of marriage can be likened to scrambled eggs, where the eggs are so mixed up, you don’t know where one person starts and the other person ends.
     
    2.  Dissociation - where the two individuals are so afraid of losing their identity, uniqueness and giftedness to the other that they choose to live completely separate lives.  This kind of marriage can be likened to hard boiled eggs.  Each individual (egg) is so completely contained — there is no real hint of being a part of one another.

    The IDEAL would be eggs which are fried ‘sunny side up’.  Here you have the egg whites of each egg touch and overlap, meanwhile, you still have the yolk of the uniqueness of each egg preserved.  It’s balanced – a little bit of both.

    I love this visual.  It’s tangible enough to be able to pursue — though I guess I’m not quite sure how to break this analogy down to the day-to-day.  I know, though, that I want my life to overlap with Sam’s — to be able to share our hearts with one another — although not necessarily needing to be exactly the same or always experiencing the same things in the same way all the time.

    Sadly, I must admit that at the beginning of our relationship, I kept thinking that we were the same and kept wanting that we would understand, perceive and process everything in the same way.  This was obviously unrealistic — and yet, I really did have this unbalanced desire to be completely enmeshed.

    I’ve never really wanted to have a ‘dissociative’ marriage of being two completely individualized hard boiled eggs — although there are definitely *m o m e n t s* in extreme conflict.  Sometimes, in the passion of the moment, it does seem like it’d be much easier to not have to share, figure everything out and get to a place of understanding with the other or to a place of complete reconciliation and resolution.  It seems much “easier” to go your own way, do your own thing, your own way — but that’s not really a marriage, is it?  I feel like any argument left unreconciled would be like laying down a brick between husband and wife.  The more arguments that are swept under the rug, the more times a spouse walks away or when both choose stubbornly to ‘agree to disagree’, the more bricks are built on top of each other until you have a thick, overbearing wall.  You just don’t want that.   Need to reconcile, need to talk, need to break down the wall and not have a hard boiled marriage.

    But ‘sunny side up’ — how do you do it?  How to maintain the delicate balance of uniqueness in the midst of unity – a twoness in the oneness? 

    I don’t know, but I feel also like I don’t need to answer that question in a concrete way.  I do, however, want to keep pondering the question and holding it before us as we move forward with this visual as our goal.           

  • Happy Anniversary, to my husband.
    I love you!  :)   (I can’t believe it’s been a year since all this!!)

    It has been the most challenging and wonderful journey this first year of marriage.  I love being married to you!  I am so thankful looking back to see how God has led us through all the misunderstandings and conflicts, how He always brings us back to Himself and to each other, in oneness and unity.  I’m thankful that we have a marriage that is based on mutual submission.  I submit to you, you submit to me, as we seek to submit to Christ together.   I’m thankful too that you know what it truly means to be ‘kephale,’ a source of strength and empowerment.  You have been so supportive, so encouraging and so empowering to me in every way, always wanting me to be the greatest potential I can be in Jesus, always pushing me to use my gifts, even while the world rails against me and tells me otherwise.  Thank you for standing beside me, behind me, and fighting the world of injustice with me.  I couldn’t possibly be all that I am without your agape, phileo and eros. 

    I look forward to another year of growth – in double-fold – (can you imagine?) — as we pick up this momentum that God has been building for us in this past year… and go out into this broken world to bring His news of love and freedom.  It’s gonna be… amazing.

    I capture you!  I capture you! 
    - em cua anh

  • Writings on the wall

    Sam again left for another trip early this morning, but before he went, he left some writing on the wall for me, which I discovered after he had gone:

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    Affirmations.  Everybody loves affirmations.  Too bad we don’t live in a culture that fosters friends freely giving them.  I have, however, seen several examples of exceptions. 

    A few years ago, shortly after one of my best friends got married, I stayed over at their house.  Upon opening their medicine cabinet to get some toothpaste that evening, I discovered little post-it notes that she had written to him and he had written to her (on separate occasions) - just short and simple phrases like “I love you” and “You are my sweetie.”  They were stuck onto ordinary household items as surprises, I assume, making them not-so-ordinary in so many ways.  It made me smile.  What a great way to love each other!

    A year or two after that time, when I was called to lead some summer mission teams, I decided to employ this method of communicating love by giving each of my team members a pad of post-it notes.  The assignment?  Try to “get rid of” as many post-its as you can by leaving notes in random places for your teammates to affirm them for who they are.  The result?  A culture of affirmation.  I can’t think of one person who wasn’t delighted to open their Bible or the door to their room or their bedside drawer to find a note.

    Around this same time, I would occasionally hang out at some college friends’ apartment.  When I used their bathroom, I would often see cute notes that they would write for each other on their bathroom mirror with dry-erase markers.  Funny jokes and comments and other words which undoubtedly conveyed their appreciation of one another as roommates and friends.  I also saw this same kind of mirror-writing on another best-friend married couples’ mirror too.  I thought to myself, what a great idea!  I want to do that the next time I have a roommate… 

    The next time I had a roommate was Sam!  And so it is that at our house, we want to create the kind of culture where we are constantly trying to out-do each other with affirmation, love and servanthood.  “Out-do”, yes, out-do.  Sounds a teeny-bit competitive, doesn’t it?  Well, perhaps it is.  But whoever said competition was harmful never knew about a competition like this.  I dare you to try it too – with your friends, roommates, family, spouse – just to see what happens.

  • wedding gifts

    On our wedding night, we exchanged wedding gifts to each other.  Our criteria was 1. something practical, 2. something sentimental, and 3. something keepsake-worthy.  Without having disclosed anything to each other prior to our wedding night, we actually ended up giving the same sort of “sentimental” gift.

    It was a few weeks before the wedding when I made a mad search through all my old journals.  I was looking for an old letter that I had written many, many years ago to my “future husband.”  It was then, in 1997, that I had for the first time in my life really understood what it meant to put my life into the hands of the sovereignty of God.  At that point, I had only recently entered the Kingdom of God and only recently decided that I needed to give God my all or nothing at all.  There was no room for lukewarm, wishy-washy, sitting on the fence religion.  The idea of ‘relationship’ and ‘romance’ was a sensitive area for me.  In the world, I had learned only one thing — flirt like mad, dress to impress (i.e. seduce & attract), be bold and initiate because men like aggressive women, and you will get the guy.  But God was telling me something different.  Don’t flirt, don’t seduce, don’t live to please men, don’t manipulate.  Pursue His Kingdom and He will do the matchmaking.  I was aghast.  Are you kidding me?  You expect me to do nothing?  But don’t I need to flirt a little and show that I am interested?  God said no and asked me if I really trusted and believed in His sovereignty and His ability to take care of me.  The answer of course was yes.

    So I wrote a letter.  To my future husband — “I have fully committed myself to putting my desire of marriage (for you!) on the altar of God’s will.  I will wait for a “man of God” who is from God.  The act of surrendering myself like this – to no longer take the initiative – is so scary….but God has fully convinced me that there are godly men out there who will seek God’s will and God’s lead.  And I guess that must be you!  I am now willing to be ever-so patient to wait for you and our life-long gentle happiness.”

    I can’t tell you how many times I took that letter out and reread it and how many times that letter diverted me from foolishness and directed me toward more godly choices.  It was a promise I made and a promise I was able to keep — and it was so wonderful that on our wedding night, I was at last able to give it to the one I had written to ages ago — the “future” of the past reached into the present.  He was the one I was waiting for all these years!!  I can’t tell you how amazing and how special it was to be able to give my new husband that letter.

    On our wedding night, Sam handed me a special box.  When I opened it, I found a small scroll with a gold band around it.  When I unraveled the scroll, I found the words “True Love Waits” at the top with a cute signature of Sam’s from ages past at the bottom.  1994, it said.  1994.  He had made a promise to wait for me years and years ago, long before he even knew me, and he had kept it.  He waited and saved and was now choosing to give himself to me.  The enormity of his promise and its ultimate fulfillment hit me all at once.  He didn’t give himself to anybody else.  He waited just for me.  Just for me.  Just for me.  Words cannot describe how incredible a gift that was to me… 

    Ineffable.  Completely indescribable.  And yet, I wrote this entry because I wanted to share the reality of how awesome (and worth it) it is to save yourself for that one special person that you will commit to for the rest of your life… 

  • The Wedding (Part II)
    August 12, 2006

    Surreal moment:  During the wedding rehearsal on Friday night when I walked down the aisle for the very first time — with Sam (my groom!) standing at the front, waiting for me, it felt like I was just playing make believe.  How could this be real?

    Not surprising moment:  The night before the wedding, I couldn’t sleep at all.  I was too excited.  Surprise, surprise. :)

    Hyperventilating moment:  When my mom had finished helping me put on my dress and I stood there fully dressed in my wedding gown with all my beautiful bridesmaids all around – and it suddenly dawned on me that I was getting married in less then twenty minutes.  I must have outbursted at least a dozen times, “I’m getting married today!!”

    Unforgettable moment:  When the double doors to the church sanctuary were thrown open and I stood at the end of the aisle — taking in all at once a sanctuary full of smiling faces of those whom I knew and loved, the warm glow of candlelight, the beautiful playing of “For the Beauty of the Earth” by our musicans, and my delighted groom standing in awe at the end of the aisle.  And all at once, all the people faded, the music grew faint and the decorations blurred, and I only saw one thing… Sam Kwok, the man who was going to be my husband.

    Scary moment:  When Larry (officiating pastor) said, “If anyone has objections, speak now…” and we heard his wife Brenda’s voice peep up… Before I could think, “Oh my, why didn’t she say something during premarital counseling!”, I heard her full sentence, “Larry, turn on your mic.”  Nice. :)

    Touching moment:  At the beginning of the ceremony, when Larry said, “Who gives this woman away?”  And both my parents stood next to me and said together, “We do.” and then my dad uncovered my veil and gave me a hug and then my mom gave me a hug.  The moment was when, after we hugged, I saw that my mom (who is usually quite unemotional) had tears in her eyes.  Who gives this woman away.  Crazy.

    Surprising moment:  At the end of the ceremony when Larry said, “You may kiss…” and Sam bent down to kiss me on the lips — the surprise was not that he kissed me, but the surprise was how it felt!  For some reason, I hadn’t expected it to feel differently than a kiss on the cheek!  …  :)

    Crowning moment:  Saying our vows.  I loved that I could make these vows of complete love and devotion to Sam “for as long as we both shall live” and that he could make his vows to be a “faithful and loving husband” to me ”for as long as we both shall live” without any underlying doubts, anxiety or fears.  And what made it best was that the day before our wedding, I had read Psalm 50:14-15, “Sacrifice thank offerings to God, fulfill your vows to the Most High, and call upon me in the days of trouble; I will deliver you, and you will honor me.”  God’s message — make your (marital) vows to Him and spend the rest of your life fulfilling them (to Him and to each other)…and you (both) can call on Him at any time, and He will deliver you.  Simply put:  We were not simply making the vows to each other and required to attempt with all our might to keep them.  Instead, we were making these weighty promises and vows to God Most High (to God!  think of how imperative it is for us to keep them!), and He will be the one who will help us to keep them. 

    The reception was fantastic.  I was awed and amazed by how lovely the decor was — my sister and good friends (Joy and Jane Pearl) and a bunch of others helped put it all together.  I had tossed out the idea of having some “story boards” of how God had brought Sam & I together, and without my knowing it, my sister got it done (I was so touched, it brought tears to my eyes).  Our good friend Lauren made our slideshow for us, and it turned out so amazing — how she got our life journeys into 8 beautiful minutes, I have no idea.  It took my breath away.  Our emcee Kuangkai was a gift from God — he made the evening fun and interesting… and we felt so appreciative of all the time he had put into the ‘trivia’ for the kissing initiatives.  Our DJs Brian and Amy came up with some stellar music — it seemed like they were professional DJs — and everyone seemed to have a great time on the dance floor.  And all of our guests — were such a fun and lively crowd… I loved each and every person who was there, was so honored and privileged that they would take the time to celebrate with us and wish that I had more time to talk to each one – especially those I hadn’t seen in a long time, those I hadn’t met before and those who flew in from afar…

    But, we hoped that we had communicated a special message to each one before the end of the evening.  Early on after we had gotten engaged, God exhorted us to “welcome the crowds” to our wedding in order to “proclaim His kingdom” (Luke 9:10-17).  Though we did not have the finances to invite the crowds, God said that He did and He would make provision.  Our job was to welcome and proclaim.  There was a part in the reception program that may have slipped by unnoticed – but it was very intentional on our parts – we stood in front of our friends and family and gave testimony to what God had done in our lives and who He is to us.  He brought us together, He adopted us, He changed our lives completely…

    And when it was all said and done, we are amazed by what God put together for us.  For as much as we had planned our day, it was actually God who weaved His story and proclaimed His glory on that day.  And we could see it!  We saw His glory on our wedding day — we were encouraged – and we are so thankful for every bit of what He shared with all of us.

    thanks for celebrating with us.  p.s. if you took pictures with us at our wedding, could you send them to us?  :)

    Here are the professional pictures taken of our wedding.  Check them out.  They’re beautiful!

  • Wedding Vows

    Wedding vows are interesting.  They challenge you to think beyond starry-eyed gazes of the present and into a realistic future of real life – all the way up until the releasing of each other into forever.

    I love the strong contrasts that are presented.  I’ve written my own vows here which I made to Sam on August 12th:

    “I, Mary Ann, take you, Sam, to be my husband –
    to live together after God’s ordinance –
    in the holy estate of matrimony. 
    I will love you, comfort you, honor and keep you…

    in sickness and in health
    in poverty or wealth
    for better or for worse
    full of cheer or full of terse
    through all of life’s ups and downs
    joyful smiles and sorrowful frowns
    through thick and thin 
    goodness and sins
    others’ approving yeses and persecuting nopes
    realized dreams and dashed hopes
    in the heat of the desert or in the tropical rain
    when teeth are lost, hair is grayed and weight is gained
    sleeping on soft mattresses or dirt-packed floors
    getting everything we want or getting nothing more
    when our youth has passed and we’ve gone old
    when there’s nothing left but a hand to hold –

    I’ll cherish you
    I’ll be devoted to you
    the deepest parts of me
    will be my gift to thee
    I’ll forsake all others
    look at no other brothers

    and keep myself only unto you for as long as we both shall live.”

    —The wedding was so absolutely everything I would’ve wanted.  God made it so magnificent!!  — And now…off to the honeymoon!! :)