The Quiet Stewardship of Marriage

The dishwasher was running. David was leaning against the counter on the other side of the kitchen, and I was standing on my side, and we were both too tired to move. The toddler had finally stopped crying, the older kids were in bed, and the house was quiet in that specific way that happens at the end of a long day when everyone has been poured out and there is nothing left.

I looked at him across the kitchen. He looked at me. Neither of us said anything for a long moment.

Then he walked over and put his hand on my shoulder. Just that. A hand on my shoulder. And I leaned into it for a second before I went to wipe down the counter.

That is the kind of marriage I have right now. Not the kind with grand gestures or long conversations by candlelight. The kind that happens in the space between the dishwasher and the bedtime routine. The kind that survives on a hand on a shoulder and the quiet knowledge that someone else is in the house with you, holding up the same weight.

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I used to think a strong marriage required big investments. Date nights with reservations. Weekend getaways. Hours of uninterrupted conversation about our hopes and dreams. And those things are good. But they are not the things that have kept us married through the years of diapers and homework and sleepless nights.

The things that have kept us married are smaller.

A text in the middle of the day that says nothing more than thinking of you. A cup of coffee left on the counter for the other person in the morning. The way David takes the toddler on Saturday mornings so I can sleep an extra hour. The way I pack his lunch when he has an early meeting and I know he will forget to eat.

These are not romantic in the way the movies show. But they are the real currency of a marriage in the middle years. They are the small deposits that keep the account from going empty.

I wrote about finding God in the small moments of daily life in Small Moments, Sacred Rhythm: Finding God in Daily Parenting, and the same truth applies to marriage. The small things are not a substitute for the real thing. They are the real thing.

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Here is something I do not say very often. There have been seasons when David and I felt more like co-workers than spouses. We were running a household together, managing schedules and dividing labor and coordinating logistics. We were good at it. But somewhere in the middle of all that efficiency, we lost the thread of connection.

I remember a night when we sat down after the kids were in bed and realized we had spent the entire evening talking about who needed to be where the next day. Not one word about how we were feeling. Not one question about what was happening inside us. Just logistics.

That night I felt a kind of loneliness I did not expect to feel while sitting next to my husband.

Nevertheless neither is the man without the woman, neither the woman without the man, in the Lord (1 Corinthians 11:11).

I have thought about this verse a lot in the middle years. It tells me that we are not meant to do this alone. Not just the parenting. The whole thing. The marriage itself is a partnership that God designed to hold both of us up. When I am tired and David is tired, we are supposed to lean on each other instead of just passing each other in the hallway.

That is easier to write than to do. But knowing it is true changes something. It turns the marriage from a project I am managing into a covenant I am stewarding.

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I have learned that connection in this season does not look like what I thought it would. It does not look like a long conversation. It looks like ten minutes on the back porch after the kids are in bed, with no phones and no mention of the children. A shared laugh about something ridiculous that happened during the day. Me asking David how he is really doing and then actually waiting for the answer.

We started a small practice a few months ago. Before we fall asleep, we each say one thing we appreciated about the other person that day. It does not have to be big. Last night David said he appreciated that I did not get frustrated when he forgot to take the trash out. I said I appreciated that he noticed I was tired and made the coffee this morning.

That is it, two sentences. But they have changed something in our house. They remind us that we are paying attention to each other. That we are still seeing each other, even in the blur.

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The word covenant has carried me through the hardest parts of this season. When I do not feel the romance, I can still feel the covenant. When I am too tired to be a good conversationalist, I can still be a faithful partner. And when David and I are out of sync, the covenant holds us in place until we find our way back to each other.

I do not mean this in a grim way. I mean it as a comfort. The covenant is not a trap but a safety net. It means we do not have to have a perfect marriage today. We just have to have a marriage that is still moving in the same direction.

I wrote about finding peace in imperfect family life in The Sacred Mess: Finding Peace in Imperfect Family Discipleship, and the same grace applies to marriage. The covenant does not require us to be perfect. It requires us to keep showing up.

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I do not have a perfect answer for this. I am still figuring it out myself, but here is what I have noticed. The shift happens in the small choices.

Choosing to sit next to David on the couch instead of across the room. Reaching for his hand during a prayer instead of keeping my hands folded. Asking about his day before I start listing everything that went wrong in mine.

These are not dramatic changes. They are tiny course corrections that add up over time. They turn two people who are managing a household back into two people who are building a life together.

I think that is the quiet stewardship of marriage. Not the big gestures. The daily choice to keep turning toward each other, even when it would be easier to turn away.

Frequently Asked Questions

How do we find time for each other when we are completely exhausted?

Stop looking for big blocks of time and start looking for small ones. A six-second kiss in the kitchen. A text in the middle of the day. Ten minutes on the porch after the kids are in bed. These micro-connections add up. They keep the thread of connection alive even when you do not have the energy for a date night.

Is it normal to feel like my spouse and I are just roommates right now?

Yes. This is one of the most common experiences in the middle years of parenting. The key is to acknowledge it without shame and start introducing small habits that prioritize your relationship over the household logistics. You are not broken. You are just in a season that requires more intentionality.

How does the LDS perspective on eternal marriage help during the stressful years?

It changes the frame. The current stress is not a crisis but a refining process. Knowing that your marriage is a covenant with God gives you a long-term perspective that transcends the frustrations of any single day. The covenant holds you steady when the feelings waver.

What if my spouse is not interested in working on the connection right now?

Start with what you can control. Your own small gestures of kindness and appreciation. Sometimes the other person needs to feel safe before they can engage. Keep the door open and keep making the small deposits. The connection often returns in its own time.

David and I sat on the back porch last night after the kids were finally quiet. We did not say much. We just sat there in the dark, listening to the crickets and the distant sound of a lawn mower from somewhere down the street.

At one point he reached over and took my hand. Just that. A hand in the dark.

And I thought about how this is the marriage I have. Not the one I imagined when I was twenty-two and planning a wedding. The one I actually have, built in the quiet spaces between the chaos, held together by a covenant and a thousand small kindnesses.

It is not flashy but it is real. And I think that is enough.

with love, Melissa