{"id":14312,"date":"2022-12-30T05:00:00","date_gmt":"2022-12-30T12:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blog.mops.org\/?p=14312"},"modified":"2022-12-30T05:00:00","modified_gmt":"2022-12-30T12:00:00","slug":"the-importance-of-praying-for-your-husband","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.themom.co\/fr\/the-importance-of-praying-for-your-husband\/","title":{"rendered":"The Importance of Praying for Your Husband\u00a0"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

We\u2019re one of those couples that rarely fight, but when we do, we could probably charge admission and sell popcorn to the neighbors for the quality of show we put on.<\/span> We had one of these high-drama, multiple-act performances right before our first child turned 1. Our transition to becoming parents had been such a tsunami of emotion and change, it\u2019s like we were just then able to get enough air (and sleep!) to process how our new roles were changing the way we saw ourselves and one another. I was \u201cgoing nuclear,\u201d my peak conflict move when I don\u2019t think my husband is giving my words the weight they deserve, and he was \u201cabandoning ship,\u201d his peak conflict move when my words get too heavy to hold. I was too riled up to listen, and he was playing far too much defense to come up with any new plays this late in the game.<\/span> <\/span><\/p>\n

When he tried to respond to a particularly long and overcomplicated point of mine, I saw something in his eyes that took me off guard. <\/span>Pain.<\/span><\/i> I was struck by the reality of how difficult this was for him. I had never thought of his failures as things that were difficult for <\/span>him <\/span><\/i>to navigate because I was too busy explaining how they affected me. In that instant, I saw the guy I loved independent of me, and it almost took my breath away. Without thinking I said, <\/span> <\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m so sorry. I guess you\u2019re human too. I know you\u2019re trying to make your way through this stuff just like I am.\u201d<\/em>  <\/span><\/h2>\n

It sounded lame and weak to my ears, and I half wished I had come up with another zinger instead. But I felt genuine concern for this man who, in addition to failing me and my expectations, was flailing in his own struggles. My words stopped him dead in his tracks and he slumped next to me on the couch.<\/span>  <\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cThank you for that.\u201d he said. And the argument was over.<\/span> <\/span><\/p>\n

For that fleeting moment, I saw my husband\u2019s weaknesses, not for how they affected me, but for how difficult they were for him. This argument was equally as hard for him as it was for me, and this broke me for him. He saw how he had hurt me, and what it was I was complaining about, and he was struggling to know how to change. <\/span> <\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\n