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Showing posts from July, 2014

Shadow Boxing

For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms.  (Ephesians 6:12)
A lot of times I forget that marriage is lived in the midst of a battlefield. There is a very real albeit invisible enemy fighting a very real albeit invisible war on unions everywhere. 

It happens when I'm at my weakest--when I'm tired, haven't had enough time alone, or when it's almost that time of the month. Joseph will say something that normally wouldn't bother me and I'll think "Why is he so mean to me?" He will forget to do something, and I'll think "Why do I always have to do everything?" He'll try to kiss me and I'll think "Is that all he wants me for?"
The thoughts continue to snowball until without even realizing it, I start becoming annoyed by everything he does. I'll start wondering what lif…

Lessons From a Wedding

He was the best man. I was the maid of honor. He was 23. I was 21. We met at the rehearsal dinner and hit it off instantly. We joked and danced and discussed nerdy topics during the entire reception. Then he asked me to dinner (very cliche, I know) and I said yes. 

Our evening was lovely: sushi and a glass of wine, walking through the twinkling streets of downtown with my arm in his, stopping for an espresso at an artsy cafe. Laughter and starlight and music and warm summer air. He was the perfect gentleman. I felt like a queen. At the end of the night, he kissed my forehead, saying he was glad to know there were girls out there who who were beautiful and smart and not afraid to be themselves. We hugged goodbye and parted as kindred spirits. We remained friends for a long time after that. 
This is such a contrast to the rules of dating I've been taught: A girl alone with a guy all night? Dressing up? Wine? Going out on the town? And if he was so perfect, why didn't I end up marr…