Back in my late teens and early twenties, I wrestled with the idea of submission and Biblical womanhood.  Part of my struggle was trying to figure out what “Biblical womanhood” actually was, part of my struggle was that darn sin nature, and part of it was fear.

Yes, fear.

You see, giving my life to God and entrusting my future to Him did not scare me.  I was walking with Him, I trusted Him, I knew that He was perfect and always working for my good and my growth.

But, entrusting my life to a man, a fallen, flawed, sometimes selfish man (just like me!) was terrifying.  I struggled with this internally so much when I was engaged to NP.  I knew that he was following Christ.  I had no qualms about his character, or that he loved me, or that he was selfless, or anything.  But it lingered in my mind… what if?  What if one day he freaks out?  What if he struggles with deep sin or stops listening to God?  What then?  Do I submit then?  Do I throw my dreams and desires to serve the Lord out the window?  Am I stuck?