I know. I’m like that girl in the office who quit smoking and now thinks it’s her job to make every other smoker quit too. Right now. Annoying possibly, but you know she’s right.
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It seems like every day I’m hearing about someone getting divorced.
Or wants to.
Maybe it’s my reticular activator running the show since I’ve been reading The Meaning of Marriage (Keller) and I am a reformed control freak.
Because it is control that makes us want our spouse to be a certain way, that makes us want to get something different.
If we learn to release control, we need to only release the control of our heart to one place. The place where miracles happen.
God is where it starts, grows and explodes into magnificence. God created marriage and he created it to be a love experience beyond our wildest dreams. One we couldn’t possibly create ourselves.
Ah… that’s the ticket.
We think we have it all figured out in our head, and whether or not this other person measures up, or we constantly worry that we don’t measure up.
The great paradox is this: when we open our whole being to God, and ask Him, allow Him to teach and direct us, our marriages are more sensational than any tabloid could capture. Inexpressible joy. Beginning with Him, heavenly love manifested in Marriage here on earth.
He wants us to experience that kind of love.
But instead we choose a mate based on temporal ideas or surface emotions and those are the same emotions that betray us day after day. I didn’t believe it either. I had to have a shipwreck before I saw His perfect lifeboat.
It’s true. It’s possible. We must get out of our own way.