I have no doubt that things would have been “easier” had we waited a few years to get married.
Our brains would have been “fully developed” (don’t even ask me how many times we’ve got that one). We’d be past the 25-years-old, most-likely-to-not-get-divorced age. We’d be through school. We’d probably have comfortable finances and our own home. Most would say we’d be better set up for success.
But man, when he graduates next year, I’m going to be the proudest wife there ever was.
I haven’t always been gracious, in fact, sometimes I’ve been downright grouchy about how busy he is. But I’ve watched him work his way through; blood, sweat, tears, and all. I’ve tried my best to support him when he’s down, help out when he’s overwhelmed, and just cheer him on. And he’s done the same.
Everything we’ll have worked towards — growing in our faith, getting our degrees, saving up for a house — will have been done together.
And that’s such a gift.
I’m not saying that you have to get married young to have a happy marriage. I’m not saying young marriage is the best for everyone. But if it’s where you’re at, don’t listen to the haters — consider yourself so blessed. Because I wouldn’t change a thing.
“Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid; do not be discouraged, for the Lord your God will be with you wherever you go.” —Joshua 1:9
Marriage is hard work no matter when you get married. It’s heart-wrenching, joyful, tiring, and rewarding. It’s the hardest blessing I’ve ever been given. But I love Kyle more for it, and God is faithful. I consider myself extremely blessed that I get to walk through these years with him. Someday we’ll get to look back and see how we stuck together through it all.
Young marriage (with a lot of Jesus and a lot of grace) can be so much better than most people make it out to be. But hey, anything is possible with Jesus. Praise him when things are awesome. Run to him when things get tough. Pray fervently. Never give up. He’s the key to a happy marriage, not age.
