One Thing: Part 4-Brent and Tammy
Have you ever met someone for the first time only to feel like you have known him or her your whole life? This has been our experience with Brent and Tammy. I (Trisha) first met them via Twitter but then had the opportunity to hang-out with them at the re:create conference here in Nashville. They are both FUNNY, honest, loving and passionate about life. But what I love about them the most is that after 17 years of marriage they still are truly in love with each other! I don’t mean play the part well… I mean they love being together, dreaming together and playing together! I’m very excited to have them as our guest writers today. You can find their story of love and worship on their blogs:
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to be honest…brent and i have thought for days now what to write about here. its not that there weren’t things we wished we would’ve known before we had gotten married, its just that we both come from such extreme different backgrounds.
i came into this relationship very wounded. i was a frightened little 19 year old girl, widowed little girl, with more secrets stuffed in the closet that the doors were about to burst open. i hid it well on the outside, but on the inside – the memories, the words, the guilt and the fear were eating my very spirit away.
so, how does that leave a young woman who is face to face with marriage and another, potential, mistake?
guarded.
it took years for brent to receive all of me…the whole of who i am. if i gave him too much it would leave me exposed and vulnerable and give him permission to trample over my fragile soul.
funny thing is, brent never gave me the impression that he couldn’t be trusted. not once did he act like he would hurt me. and although i knew this, still, deep within me resided a guarded fear. i was certain brent would snap one day and the castle would come tumbling down.
So, although I never “snapped”, Tammy had reason to be guarded. She had been deeply hurt. Wounds that would scar for life. The layers of life would have to be pealed away for me to know her. For me to see her.
As time went along, Tammy opened those layers to me. She exposed areas of her life that some will never choose to expose. She allowed me into her life, heart mind and soul. A beautiful union and example of a Godly marriage. I loved her more and adored her more because of it.
The thing was, I wasn’t honest with her. I chose to conceal things about my life. I chose to live compartmentalized. This perfect Baptist boy had secrets too. And, I never told her these things. She found them out. All through high school and into the beginning of our marriage, I looked at porn. Reasons are not important here. But, my dishonesty and ultimately choosing to keep it a secret is important. What Tammy did for me, was everything I should have done for her. Her honesty and desire for me to know her, led us to a deeper relationship. My dishonesty and hope of hiding my faults led us to a scary, dark place. It broke trust. It divided our home. And, if not for Tammy’s grace, it could have separated us for good.
Honesty. It’s easy to say, but hard to do. But as Tammy and I have grown together in relationship and communication, we have come to realize more and more, that honesty pays. Honesty opens. Honesty brings us together. Whether good news or bad. Whether successes or failures. Honesty builds trust and intimacy.



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