I wanted to shout, “Run, run.” I knew it was coming for her though. Some day; like it comes for so many of
us. Yup.
The daughter just changed her Facebook status to “In relationship.” I don’t really know what that means but take
it to be some point between a first date and walking down the aisle. There’s so much I want to say to her but so
little she’ll hear. It’s first
love. Raise your hands if you rushed
into that head-over heels. How many
tripped over themselves in the process?
So many bloodied knees and hearts along the way.
Stories and statistics witness that marriage be entered
with sobriety. My knees have been
bloodied too-I’m five years into my second marriage. My wife and I are committed for the long
haul. Just doing that is good—but not
enough. I want more. I want intimacy. I want romance. I hope we all do.
Wanting isn’t enough.
As a child I knew a handful of divorced people. Now I know a handful in strong
marriages---and some of those are second-go-around. So what can I say to my kid? To the woman in her thirties starting her
third marriage? To the oh-so-many that
have settled?
Don’t settle. I’ve
screwed up; sinned, stumbled—pick the verb.
I have this romantic stupid streak inside. I believe it will get better. I think Bob Goff said it-Live in grace. Teacher John Piper has this thing about the
manure pile. In essence he says crap
crops up in marriage; look at it, deal with it, and agree with your spouse to
take it out to the manure pile. Perhaps
the best advice for marriage is this: Don’t settle and keep shoveling.
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