I feel like my curser is mocking me
right now. It just keeps blinking and
blinking and so does my mind. Baby #5 is
testing the limits on sleep and well that’s life; so I’m a bit empty brained
these days.
What in the world does that have to
do with marriage? Well, kinda everything
– at least that’s what St. Pope JPII the Great teaches us: self-donative love…
a.k.a. Theology of the Body. I’m not an
expert in the teaching, but I think I have a pretty good grasp of it. See, we’re called to love everyone: God,
spouse, children, and even strangers with our bodies. Please, oh please, I do not mean that you
should start physically handling everyone that you meet, please don’t. What I mean is that giving of ourselves fully
and completely to those people that God has placed into our lives is a way of
fulfilling His Great Commission. That
could mean holding a sick baby all night, rubbing your son’s head as he walks
by just to show you’re there and you care, or holding a door open with a smile
for a stranger. These are all very
simple ways that we use our bodies for love.
When my husband and I were engaged,
I was talking to my spiritual director and somehow I made the comment about
wanting to have a honeymoon baby. He
stopped me immediately. He explained to
me that conceiving immediately after marriage would be a great blessing and
gift from God, but it should not be my objective. I needed to take this time to prepare to be a
wife first, then mother if God was to bless us.
As a young Catholic woman preparing for the sacrament of marriage,
learning NFP, theology of the body and all those other amazing gifts our Church
has for engaged couples, I was focused on a very specific form of physical
love. When Fr. Mark suggested that I
concentrate on being a wife first, I realized that I was wrapping myself around
the grandeur of marital love (and it is beautiful and life-giving for a
reason), but I couldn’t see past it to the “messy” side of marriage. The one where little angels are all around,
your house and hair are a mess, toys and laundry are all over your bed and
marital love doesn’t look the same as on the honeymoon night.
That’s one of the beauties of
Theology of the Body: if we truly strive to understand what the Church teaches
us about sex and marriage, then we see the greatness in all forms of love. Physical love with our spouse is not always
going to be like the wedding night, but it is beauty in every area. Just as it is extremely important for me to
reach out and touch a child as they pass by me, it’s even more important for me
to show love to my husband.
So how, in this busy, crazy stage
of life we are in, can I have self-donative love for my husband? Even in times of abstinence? It’s kinda simple: love in everyway and with
my whole body. That’s what Fr. Mark
meant when he told me to be a wife first and then a mom. I had to learn to love my husband so that
when it wasn’t just the two of us, and sexual union wasn’t as available, we
would still thrive. It can be a sweet
text message, note in his wallet or lunch, a touch as he walks by. Sometimes we forget that the small things
speak the loudest, like holding hands.
Not only does it show the one we love that we want them near us, but
think of what it speaks to your children.
My husband and I try very hard to always give the sign of peace with a
kiss to each other first, then our children; because we were together first
(and sometimes after getting five kids ready for Mass we might need to give
each other some peace!) Yes, this time
in our marriage is messy and yes, my shirt right now has multiple stains on it and
I can’t tell you who and where they came from; but I wouldn’t have it any other
way.
--Jessica Maddox
--Jessica Maddox
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