tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13782105381791995382024-08-31T07:13:12.806-07:00Thoughts about God, life and heaven...twentyfivecentshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07006253633172308215noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1378210538179199538.post-15875704938097533842007-02-27T03:01:00.000-08:002007-02-27T03:52:53.564-08:00My dad always called my mom "Honey". They didn't quite have the sweetest relationship on earth, but I guess that's what he felt about her.<br /><br />Marriage frightens me. I don't think I'm that much of a commitment-phobe, but the fears of hurting someone else (emotionally, spiritually, financially) and tearing apart her future by my own disability to see ahead feels damning already. And, therefore if that's a path I really want to take, serious thought needs to be put in (not that there's anyone in view).<br /><br />Its really lovely to see married folk wrinkle together in the 80s while still holding hands. And, how some of them actively partner each other in church and social ministries - as if they were hired to work as partners - strong with passion and focus for the task at hand. Standing on each other's strengths, while acknowledging each other's weaknesses.<br /><br />It breaks my heart to see middle-aged spouses (and their families) broken by affairs, financial insufficiencies and lack of trust. One wonders if this is meant to be a phase before fine tuning into wrinkled lovebirds before meeting God. A phase, in which the couple will experience forgiveness and reconciliation for marital unfaithfulness, humility- by accepting their limited means to expend, and perhaps, discover trust and how its could be used to keep a family together.<br /><br />Haha... I guess I will not know it. Not now, or ever :)twentyfivecentshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07006253633172308215noreply@blogger.com0