Guest Post by Jeanna Scott
We’re all familiar with the scriptures, “…they shall become one flesh…be fruitful and multiply (have sex and make money)” and ”leave father and mother and cleave to (be really glued to) one another.” All this is well and sounds good, it’s scriptural but what about reality—when viewed in the stark light of day, how does that translate?
After the “big question” has been popped (on bended knees of course) and answered “affirmatively” by the “fair damsel”, the preparations begin and we march forward into “FantasyLand.”
Then, the fabric starts to fly.
“How many times do we have to try on these dresses?”
“The cobbler has 11 pairs of your shoes to dye and hasn’t achieved the right color yet!?”
“Do all your pigtails have to be perfect with perfectly coordinated ribbons?”
“The crystal, silver and China are very rare, retro patterns and they have to be pre-paid before ordering.”
“Oh my, golly gee. Why does this have to happen to me?” That prince that went to his knees may now be in a complete tail spin, wondering how he got in this position.
Welcome to Fairyland ladies and is it really “all about us?” Most guys shake their heads, write the checks, and often ask themselves, “Is this a real marriage I’m in…?”
Life cannot be sustained in Fairyland—at least not in a healthy manner.
Does it really matter if the family always has to have the best—what is “best” anyway?
I had to think it through. After 42 years of marriage, I wanted to know what being married really meant. I considered the things I had allowed my husband to do alone; carry the weight of everyday life on his shoulders; with me-ox most of the time not being truly yoked to he-ox.
Maybe we need to a hard look at our Godly Marriage Portrait. Is it as He designed? Over the years, God has facilitated many changes in me which speaks volumes to my “hunk,” but I can’t let my guard down.
This morning as my hubby and I drove home after the removal of 7 polyps from his colon, God put this question before me again, “Is our marriage indeed Godly—is it pleasing to Him? Does God and my husband feel welcomed and at peace there?”
Imagine that I would need to change—and still do. How about you?