For the rest, we have been poor and rich together, crazy and sane, happy and miserable, but never wholly out of harmony. I find I can no longer even dream a woman who is not in some sense she. But more than that. Our marriage has taken on a life of its own. It has become a third creation, greater than anything we are individually or together. I like to think we’re perfectly decent people, Ellen and I, but I have all the usual flaws of men and she of women. We’re clearly neither one of us as special as this vessel that contains us. Our marriage shines around us and between us with an otherly
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Substitute all of the female pronouns for male, and you at once have my marriage to my husband. This, I think, is what God meant by “the two shall become one flesh”, and this is how we as married people work on getting each other to heaven by living out the gospel in our marriage.
