Most of us enter marriage so in love that sincerely we can’t think straight. We might not see everything in a pink color, but truly the reality of thinking things might get dark is far from our imaginary reality. But what happens when our Prince Charming starts turning into a gray color? Or when the wife starts turning into the nagging other voice in the room? Is it here that we turn to God and ask for mercy? Or is mercy already supplied and is up to us to step up to the plate and take a hold of it?