Reflections on the Eve of Our Anniversary
This morning I was finishing up a professional WordPress page, and I wrote the following as part of my brief biography.
In the past year, and in the years to come, my own “raid on the inarticulate” has taken on a very particular task—namely loving my wife. Marriage, in the most beautiful of metaphors, can be likened to the salvation of grace preached by St. Paul in his letter to the Roman church:
νυνὶ δὲ ἑλευθερωθέντες ἀπὸ τῆς ἁμαρτίας δουλωθέντες δὲ τῷ θεῷ ἔχετε τὸν καρπὸν ὑμῶν εἰς ἁγιασμόν, τὸ δὲ τέλος ζωὴν αἰώνιον.
And now, since you were set free from you errors and enslaved by God, you have your fruit in sanctification, and its end—eternal life.
As we have been given the end of what the Hebrew poet called “the way of life”—namely eternal life, and thus are able to freely pursue the means—the way of life itself, so marriage perpetually grants us the end of love given—love returned. Like salvation, marriage has been, and will continue to be, a beautiful mystery to grow through and into the greater mystery and miracle of life itself.