That is work too, but the real work begins when you sit down for your first session of marriage counseling.
Oh yes, getting married (usually) means marriage counseling of some kind. And inevitably, slowly sometimes, you begin to realize how differently the two of you communicate; how your tastes differ on more things than you'd like to admit; how quickly your own sin can sabotage the relationship.
It didn't take me until marriage counseling to realize that my fiancé and I struggle to communicate. But it did take me until then to realize that these struggles, faults, weaknesses, and failures stop being personal and become shared.
Let me illustrate with a personal narrative:
My fiancé recently moved in with a couple of his friends. We'd discussed briefly the "purge" that would have to take place when we smashed both of our households into one (a whole other blog post, that is). He subsequently packed a box of (mostly) breakable things but neglected to secure it properly. It would not have been so catastrophic if he'd informed me of the neglect, but he did not. This box was then transferred to the back seat of my car to be moved into my apartment as soon as I finished my workday.
Ten hours later, I am sta
ring at a pile of broken glass in the apartment parking lot. He is at work. I cannot call him and ask him to help me clean the mess up; he is not available to do that. I am left with a mess that I am not directly at fault for, yet I am left to clean it up.
And much of life is, and will be like this, for the both of us. You see, when I promised to marry him I promised that I would share in his weakness and burdens. Sometimes that means accidentally breaking all of his dishes. And sometimes that means cleaning up a mess left behind because of his negligence. Both are sanctifying, and so both are necessary at times.
It would be nice for me to take the moral high ground in this instance and look at only his faults. But there are two sinful, weak people in this relationship, both sinning daily and both daily striving to be more like Christ. His weaknesses may be different from mine, but mine are no less shared.
This is the hard work of engagement and the hard work of marriage. It is easy to share in the other person's strengths and joys; it is difficult to share in their weakness and sin. But God calls us to do no less.
The man I am going to marry isn't perfect; neither am I. But we have a Savior who is infinitely perfect, infinitely wise, infinitely good. As we grow closer to one another we become painfully aware of our own sinfulness as well as that of the other person. Suddenly our sinfulness is not our own; suddenly there is another person who is just as intimately affected by it as we are. Yet such a painful realization drives us, not apart, but closer to each other as we strive to become more like Christ.
