The next whisper was unexpected, and so was my reaction to it. I had been praying for several months for some help and insight into dealing with the disappointing and rough parts of 2012. I was so discouraged and discontent, I knew I needed *something* from God. I was waiting for some kind of comfort, whether it was in the form of a new understanding of past events and my purpose, or whether it was a tangible new direction for me to head, like a job or school. And in mid-November, a very clear answer came to me- that God replied, "I'm going to talk to Greg." Meaning, part of God's answer to me would be delivered to my hubby. As in, part of the mysterious marriage bond in which Greg and I are one, but Greg is "the head," Biblically. Mentioning "Biblical headship" makes be cringe. I've had bad experiences with this concept being warped and abused in the past (pre-Greg, I emphasize). Some men and churches misuse this concept to justify treating women as servants to their own wishes, without any rights to their own time, bodies, choices, or opinions. But this concept is actually meant to protect the woman and bring all kinds of good things to the marriage. And it can, if the "headship" role is undertaken with a focus on the responsibilities inherent to it, not on the "power" seemingly gained by the role, and with reverence for the intentions God had when putting forth this model for marriage.
And that is why I was surprised to find that I didn't recoil from this whisper. Despite my bad history with the concept of "headship" (even the word seems distasteful), I thoroughly trust Greg and his love and respect for me. So when God said He would answer me, in part, by talking to Greg, I felt surprisingly fine with it. It was actually relieving, like I could stop trying SO hard to get an answer for myself. It was like I had a tracking feature for my divine message, and it had a recent update: "en route to Greg."