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talks sometimes about how it’s easy to see each other primarily as respective
childcare units. Tickets towards navigating the daily grind of childcare
intact. We discuss which kid we’ll put to bed, whose turn it is to give them a
bath, who should prep the diaper bag while the other changes clothes. We switch
off kids if we sense the other person needs a change. We each take care of both
kids alone enough to appreciate when the other person is around to help, but it
can get to be where we see each other as more functional than relational.
This
is in nearly comic contrast to how we related before we had kids. We’d talk
about things like, what have you been thinking about lately? What has God been
teaching you? What passions do you have in life? How has your family shaped you
in this or that way? What personality strengths and weaknesses do you have and
how does that fit in with mine? What ministry or vision do you feel God is
leading you towards for the future?
And
aside from talking, we’d think about the other person. Think of small
kindnesses we could show, surprises we could buy, ways we could pray. Wonder
how they were feeling as they went through the day. Plan an experience we could
share. Encourage the other person to develop hobbies or other friendships.
It’s
that element of thought and focus on the other person, for their own sake, not
in relation to something else, that is the easiest to lose as the demands of
life grow. I used to wonder at older couples in restaurants who barely speak to
or look at each other the entire time, but it’s not so hard to see how that
happens.
It
can get like that with God too, more functional than relational—God, get me
through this day, answer this list of things I want—instead of, God, who are
you? How can I learn more about you today? Am I listening to you?
It
used to be that I could get to that place easier, get over myself, set aside
time; now it takes more effort. It helps to plan ahead for regular dates, to
have helpful material, to put aside distracting media. With God, it helps to
make the effort to go to church, have a small group, meet with someone I can
share the answers to those questions with. This stage of life is just how it
is, and some days are about helping each other get to the point where both kids
are in bed, then zoning out afterwards, and that’s okay. But they aren’t the
most important priority in our lives—just the most demanding sometimes—and it’s
good to remember that.
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