The Perfect Setting (Part Two)
by Barbara Rainey
My beloved is mine, and I am his. SONG OF SOLOMON 2:16
So how did we resolve our differing needs on that perfect night for love in Mazatlan?
We had a fight!
Not right away, of course. Dennis tried to talk to me. He tried to love me. I wanted to talk, but I didn't know what to say. I knew he wanted to make love and he needed me, but I just couldn't respond in that moment.
I felt guilty—I hated myself for being so complicated. Dennis was frustrated over his inability to love me enough to make me forget my fears.
Finally the tension became too much, and Dennis grabbed a bottle of hand lotion on the side of the bed and threw it across the room. Instead of hitting the wall, the bottle broke a small pane of glass in the window!
The room became very still. I began to cry. I loved my husband and didn't want to hurt him.
Then Dennis said something that I never expected to hear. Something that became a milestone in our marriage. He tenderly cupped my face in his hands and said from his heart, "Barbara, I want you to know that I love you, and I am committed to you. I will love you for the rest of your life, even if we never, ever make love again."
Then he kissed me on the forehead and gathered me into a warm embrace with no strings attached, and we eventually fell asleep in each other's arms. No gift of any price could have meant more.
That evening in Mazatlan was a make-it-or-break-it moment in our marriage. We learned that sacrifice is the language of romance, and selfishness is the language of isolation and rejection. Commitment inspires one to sacrifice, and sacrifice makes commitment a rare jewel to be cherished.
PS. My husband's sincere proclamation of love made me want to be with him physically more than ever the next day!
Turn to each other right now and make your own statement of forever love.
Ask God to help you put to death the demands of self and to help you find ways to serve one another.