Much to my mother’s dismay, I walked down the aisle to John Hiatt’s “Have a Little Faith in Me”.
Mom would have preferred I choose Pachebel’s Canon in D for that special stroll, but words are my love language and I was smitten with Hiatt’s lyrics.
In particular I love this verse:
“And when your back’s against the wall
Just turn around and you will see
I will catch you, I will catch your fall baby
Just have a little faith in me.”
I love how scared and secure are wrapped up so tightly together in that one image.
Backed up against the wall. Helpless. Afraid.
Then taking the leap of faith to turn your back toward what feels like danger and knowing, that even if you’re angry at each other… even if it seems doubtful that he’s going to be there… he will be.
You take a breath.
You turn around.
You give yourself the space to fall back into your relationship.
And he catches you.
No one falls.
What more could you want from a marriage?
A place to fall even – no especially – when it seems like all options for safety and comfort have been exhausted.
That’s what I was promising on my wedding day.
And what I had faith I’d receive in return.
What did you promise on your wedding day?
Would you promise the same thing today?
If not, why not?
Answer this question curiously and honestly. There’s no “correct” response. Just give yourself the courtesy of knowing where you stand and why.
Maybe you feel the same way you did back then.
Maybe you don’t.
Either way, what’s that about?
So so good for you to know.