It's Friday night - 12:48am.....got your attention, eh? I just got back from a lingerie shower for my friend Heather - I left the party feeling exhausted, and now when it's time for bed, my mind is wide awake. Ironic!! I thought I might free associate for a few short minutes and see what falls out of this strange brain of mine.
I really love lingerie showers. There's just something about them that make me smile.....maybe because they tend to be so much more enjoyable than your run of the mill shower. It's just girls, there's plenty of talk about wedding night jitters (which always cracks everybody up), and the presents that get opened are actually fun to look at - I'm sorry, but a hot little number is so much more exciting than the blender coupled with fained surprise from the sweet couple that just happened to also see it at Bed Bath & Beyond two months ago!
Of course, now that I'm approaching 30 (a year and a half and counting) there is a new element being thrown into the party....when I was 25 and under, any lingerie shower I attended typically was just a huge, uncontrollable giggle fest with tons of single girls. Talk was centered completely on the simple, silly stuff: What will you wear? Are you freaked out? What color are the bridesmaid dresses? Yellow? oh no...they'll definitely be able to wear it again (on Halloween). Now, the showers are about 50/50 singles and married, many with kids. The fun factor is still the same, but as things wind down later in the night something weird happens - right after the "sex is weird and takes getting used to" and the "lingerie is really a waste of time" talks, there's the new "marriage can be really, really hard" talk.
Being the conversation hoochie that I have always been, I eat up all of the discussion and am happy as a clam. I prefer the theoretical, "let's comtemplate the universe....and your wedding night...and the strange and unknown complexities of married life" talk of the single chics. This is familiar territory to me and I'm perfectly content in my naivete'. Although I often feel equally mesmerized by the married girls and their "real time" commentary on the subject, the known complexities are a little intimidating to hear about. I sometimes walk away a bit, well, discouraged and wondering about what I really want and if I really want it. When you're hoping for a soulmate and a best friend, your mind can play tricks on you I guess. I'm more convinced than ever that life is just incredibly complex. hmmmm.............let's theorize. :P
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For a bridal shower I attended recently, the hostesses asked us to write a "Recipe for Marriage" for the bride-to-be, so I asked 3 married friends to weigh in. They've been married between 1 and 3 years, and each of them wrote about how to handle conflict. All are lovely, godly women who I respect and admire, and none of them are particularly argumentive, so it was quite sobering to hear their words of advice. Not that I thought marriage would be sunshine and tulips, but I didn't expect conflict resolution to be THAT big of an issue.
When you put two sinners together with all their habits, baggage, idols, presuppositions, struggles, etc., it's more amazing to me (and quite a testament to God's grace) that marriage does sanctify, delight, challenge and grow us. I was once out with some married friends and the husband goofed up and started backing up the car while his wife had the door open and one foot on the ground. Her response? "Honey, what the hell are you doing?!?!" I thought that was a great picture of what marriage is. Frustration at a slip up, but expressed along with a term of endearment. Preaching the Gospel to one another daily (using words if necessary!) is not always a pretty thing. I could go on, but I think I would need my own blog instead of leaching off Les's!
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