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Years of parenthood can wear down the will. My wife and I discovered this firsthand when, after having four daughters, we had two sons less than fourteen months apart. The arrival of young sons merged with our decreased energy to form a perfect storm of domestic chaos. Thus, when our boys reached toddler-hood, exchanges like these became common: Daughter: “Dad, Bruce is chasing us with a knife!….Dad, did you hear me? A knife!” Me (reclining with a glazed expression): “A knife, huh? How sharp is it?” Before you call the Department of Social Services, rest assured that I’m exaggerating (at least a little). Things haven’t gotten that bad for me yet. But I can certainly see in myself the stereotypical tendency to become less strict with each successive child. That’s not always a bad thing, mind you, since first-time parents often practice obsessive oversight, only to look back later and laugh. I remember, for example, the three pages of instructions we left for my wife’s aunt in leaving our first-born toddler with her for a week, despite the fact that she’d already raised two children of her own. There’s a difference, though, between a parental shift based on experience and a parental shift based on exhaustion. Avoiding the latter mistake requires the virtue of fortitude, the strength to stand fast through each of the following sources of weariness. The first source of fatigue is the steady drip of whining regarding some social restriction your children find oppressive, like an early curfew or a specific movie you don’t want them to see. If you’re a parent, you’ve heard these pleas almost verbatim: “But Mom, all my friends get to stay out later than that,” or “It’s only rated R because of the language.” Another source of weariness is the looks or comments that protective parents sometimes get from those outside the family. I recently saw a bumper sticker on a van that read: “Warning: Unsocialized home-schoolers inside.” As a parent of homeschooled children (except for our oldest two), I had to laugh, because that’s a jab at the most common question we have heard—“What about socialization?” (To which I usually reply, “I’m against it.”) Don’t misunderstand—our primary purpose in homeschooling is not so much to protect our children as it is to extend our influence in forming them. And while homeschooling isn’t God’s call for everyone, a crucial role we all have as parents, regardless of our situation, is to shield our children from the potential harm they cannot see. That’s why I don’t find the adjective “sheltered” insulting when it applies to one of my children. Since when is a shelter a bad thing? A third threat to parental fortitude is the energy and skill required to monitor the multiple avenues of influence in the lives of our children. TV, the internet (including Facebook and instant messaging), Ipods, and cell-phones (with cameras) are technological privileges that also have potential for harm. What shows are my children watching, what music are they listening to, who are they texting, and what’s on their Facebook page?—these are all relevant questions. While answering them requires time and energy, to ignore them is to neglect our parental duty. Remember, fortitude is one of the four cardinal virtues that form the foundation of mature character. And as an inner disposition, parental fortitude will only grow as we practice it. But when our resolve is shaky—and it will be—let us ask God to fill us with the supreme virtue of love, so that we stand firm for our children’s sake, even when they (or others) don’t understand. (from 8/3/08 Crossroads)
Do you know who said the following? Amid our high speed, digital downloading, text messaging culture, researchers now inform us that—surprise!—the infamous “seven year itch” of marriage has been shortened to five. In fact, according to a new study from Germany’s renowned Max Planck Institute, couples are now most likely to divorce just before their fifth wedding anniversary. The problem is that we have lost sight of the adventure of authentic intimacy. Christian marriage, after all, is more than a contract (an exchange of goods and services) but is instead a covenant, a profound exchange of persons. If this is true, then marriage is a lifelong journey of discovering and embracing the interior mystery of the person with whom we are joined. Do you realize that your spouse is a mystery? Every husband is probably nodding his head, and every wife is saying, “What mystery? I can set my watch by his breakfast routine.” Mystery in this sense, however, does not mean “unpredictable and confusing.” I am using the Catholic meaning of mystery, something hidden or unknown that is only accessible through revelation. Take for example, the Trinity: one God in three persons, a perfect communion of love. How could we have grasped this sublime truth, which the Catechism calls God’s “innermost secret?” Only by revelation—God revealing his mystery to our finite minds. As married couples, you are not God, of course, but as persons, made in God’s image, you are each a mystery known only through revelation, by each spouse revealing their innermost selves to the other. If we truly understand this, then boredom in marriage can be an indicator that we’ve grown lazy or self-oriented in married life. Think about it this way—why is it that Christmas afternoon often feels anti-climactic for young children? Their boredom stems from the fact that the excitement of a new toy or gadget depreciates very quickly. Once the gift has spent its uniqueness, the child moves on to something new, even playing with the box the gift came in. And so it is with modern marriage. When a person views their spouse—and even marriage itself—as an object meant for our own fulfillment, even the most explosive romantic fireworks can cool quickly; say, in less than five years. Thus, we experience an “itch” or restlessness for something or someone new. But if our spouse is not an object but a person, created to be known and loved, we’ll find ourselves more attentive in our listening, and more creative in our asking, seeking to know our beloved more fully. Boredom, sadly, can also be an indicator of shallowness. One of the qualities I love most in my wife, for example, is that she is a relentless contemplative. In contrast, I sometimes gravitate toward the couch and remote. A little “veg time” is one thing, but if our lives revolve around such shallow pursuits, we will fail to nurture the depth of thought and self-examination that is required for growth in maturity. We must ask, “When my spouse seeks to know me, will there be anything to find, or have I extinguished my own mystery through settling for a superficial life?” This Advent is an opportune time to rediscover mystery, for God has unveiled the depth of his love through the gift of his Son. God, who knows and loves us completely, invites us to know and love him in an eternal embrace for which our marriages are a reflection. Why not ponder this profound truth together with your spouse in the coming weeks? Slow down, turn off the TV, put the kids to bed, share a cup of coffee, and talk together about how the mystery of Christmas touches your deepest hopes and fears. In other words, put in the effort of rediscovering your spouse, while together turning to the One who promises to make your joy complete. (11/25/07 Crossroads). In “Tonight I Celebrate My Love for You,” their hit duet from the 80s, Peabo Bryson and Roberta Flack sing, “Tonight, there’ll be no distance between us. What I want most to do is to get close to you.” As with many love songs, Bryson and Flack express a fundamental human desire, for to be joined with another is a hunger God has written into every human heart. As the late Archbishop Fulton Sheen wrote in his book, Three to Get Married, “All love craves unity.” Recall the scene in Genesis, chapter two, when God addresses Adam’s loneliness—creation’s sole deficiency—by crafting a woman from his side, inspiring Adam’s poetic response, “This one, at last is bone of my bones and flesh of my flesh.” Their union then becomes the prototype of all marriage, and a compelling vision for our deepest longings: “That is why a man leaves his father and mother and clings to his wife, and the two of them become one body.” And yet, some couples are frustrated to discover that despite their romantic dreams and spiritual convictions, marriage is not an automatic remedy for loneliness. A couple may recite vows, share a bed, build a home, and raise children, yet then find themselves feeling as isolated as the single person yearning for companionship. They may never walk out on each other, but they endure merely as roommates, parental teammates, and occasional sexual partners. Why is unity so elusive? One primary problem is our diminished view of marriage. Many in our culture, including some Catholics, view marriage as a type of contract, in which persons exchange goods and services through mutual agreement. As long as both partners agree to terms, the contract serves its purpose, but if one spouse wants out, the contract may be broken at any time and for any reason. Marriage in this case is seen, from a percentage perspective, as a 50/50 arrangement, a compromised settlement in which each spouse meets the other halfway. Marriage from a Catholic perspective is decidedly different. More than a contract, marriage is a covenant. Biblically speaking, covenants are usually ratified with blood, culminating in the sacrificial death of Christ. Covenants are thus more than an exchange of goods and services, but are an exchange of persons. Marriage, therefore, involves our sharing of ourselves in what the Catechism describes as an “intimate communion of life and love.” Percentage-wise, then, Christian marriage is a 100/100/100 arrangement, in which God’s gift of himself is received and reciprocated by each spouse’s gift of themselves to God and one another. For marital unity to be realized, therefore, each spouse must give all of themselves to God and to their spouse, a daunting prospect indeed. It is frightening enough sometimes to entrust all of ourselves to God, even knowing the depth of his mercy. How much harder, then, is it to entrust our dreams, fears, insecurities, and inadequacies to our spouses? What if he/she rejects my gift? Ultimately, this gift requires faith, because there are no guarantees. Yet in the day-to- day sharing of life, our intentional self-disclosure is vital to experiencing marital unity. Furthermore, true oneness requires each spouse to receive the full gift of the other. Often, couples get married imagining unity as a oneness of strengths, and yet unity of love involves oneness in weakness as well. Thus, for example, his depression becomes their shared depression, and her debt becomes their shared debt. This doesn’t mean that sin is accepted or condoned, but that the path to wholeness and holiness (the same thing, really) is one that couples walk, and sometimes limp, together. That is why listening is such a precious gift. Rather than trying to fix our spouse’s problem, we live with them in it, seeking God’s help together. As Pope John Paul II wrote, “The grace of Christian marriage is a fruit of Christ’s cross, the source of all Christian life.” We see the Eucharist, then, as both a source and a model of intimate communion. For as Christ freely gives himself, allowing us to reject him or to embrace him (thus sharing his glory and suffering), we give ourselves to Christ and our spouses without fear. May we, as husbands and wives together, find in Jesus the unity or love for which we are made. (11/11/07 Crossroads)
My kids know that I hate whining, and I’ve been known to dole out discipline just for that. But I’ve also made the mistake of yielding to quiet them, which only emboldens them to use the tactic again. Usually the times I relent are when I realize that my initial “no” was more knee-jerk than reasoned, part of the protective parental instinct. I’m learning that it’s better to say “yes” at the beginning—if it’s a reasonable request—since changing course only heightens the whine-factor. However, if you’re confident your “no” is appropriate, dig in and trust your instincts.
Recently I laughed out loud at something I was reading. It wasn’t the comic strip Dilbert—one of my favorites—but a book by G. K. Chesterton entitled The Catholic Church and Conversion. If that doesn’t sound funny, you’ve never read Chesterton.
(from 5/11/08 Crossroads)
Why do spouses grow bored so quickly? We can offer many theories, including the larger societal issues of no-fault divorce (an easy way for spouses to walk away from conflict) or pre-marital intercourse and cohabitation (by which sexual intimacy often masks deeper relational problems). Instead, though, I’d like to reflect on a more personal issue that keeps many couples, including many Catholics, from experiencing the full joy of marriage, even if they never divorce.
