The attention-grabbing Time magazine cover entitled The Childfree Life: When Having It All Means Not Having Children shows an apparently happy and carefree couple lounging on a beach. Given the presumptuous title, my initial thought was, ‘Really! It is not all that simple!’…
His wife was gone.
Sure, last night looked like a lot of nights recently. She’d walked out many times before, but this was different. The abandonment, the adultery, and the deception had mounted a massive assault on their marriage and family.
Had it been three men in just six months? He feared there were more. Again and again, she’d wrecked the family’s affairs with her own. She had spent and overspent the family budget to please another guy — another illicit, irrational, imaginary love.
Their marriage, once sweet, had become a nightmare. Those first days, maybe even months, of marital bliss felt so distant and unfamiliar. It was hard for her husband to believe they were ever even real.
A guest post by Jennifer Flanders (Loving Life at Home), because we want marriages to thrive.
I received this question from one of my readers several months ago. I replied privately at the time, but with Valentine’s Day just passed (and all the attendant expectations wives sometimes muster up this time of year), I thought it might be a good idea to share my thoughts on this subject here.
What do I do when my husband doesn’t see eye-to-eye with me on cultivating our marriage?
With permission from Kristina over at Kristina Kuzmic.com, I share this delightfully awesome idea for a very cool inexpensive Valentine’s Day:
A few years ago for Valentine’s Day, I told my husband I’d like to take him out. I asked him to wear his best suit, and told him I’d be wearing a gown. We had a reservation at a very nice restaurant.
But really we had a ‘reservation’ at Del Taco, my husband’s favorite fast food joint. (For those of you unfamiliar with Del Taco, it’s no fancier than a Taco Bell.) As I pulled into the parking lot, my husband started laughing, assuming I was joking. I wasn’t. I took his hand and walked him in for our Valentine’s Day date. Our table was already set. White table cloth, linen napkins, champagne glasses and a beautiful center piece of fresh flowers. (And, of course, I made sure the table was right in the center of the fast food restaurant, where everyone coming in had to pass by us to get to the food counter.)
Trapped in the ‘Not Ready to Get Married’ Culture?
[A provocative guest post by Dennis Prager with his permission and some added cautions at the end]
In every age, people say and believe things that aren’t true but somehow become accepted as “conventional wisdom.”
The statement “I’m not ready to get married” is a current example. Said by more and more Americans between the ages of 21 and 40 (and some who are older than that), it usually qualifies as both meaningless and untrue. And it is one reason a smaller percentage of Americans are marrying than ever before.
So, here’s a truth that young Americans need to hear:
I share this important Good Man post by Melissa Edgington (with her permission) because we as women must learn better how to feed ourselves rather than waiting for someone (a husband) to feed us. Marriage or a man was never intended to fulfill ALL our needs. Only a relationship with God and His Word can do that.
I am constantly seeing different posts on Facebook about the kind of man we ought to marry or the kind we ought to wait for or the kind we deserve. The hypothetical creatures that are described in these memes will supposedly do everything from standing in the rain with us to making us breakfast in bed to pampering us when we’re having our period. They will call us “darling” and apologize even when we’re wrong and will treat us like a child when we want them to and like a grown up when we want them to. They’ll hold us when we cry and hold us when we are throwing a fit and hold us when we are being a spoiled brat. They will give us money for whatever we want. They will never question us. They will rub our feet and warm our towel in the dryer during the hot bath that they drew for us. They will greet us with roses on a regular basis, and they will always, most definitely, understand all the inner workings of our mind. And, if they don’t, then they will acknowledge their idiocy and our brilliance.