Love is a Many Splendored Thing??
Inconsiderate. Unconcerned. Preoccupied. Detached. Oblivious. Uninvolved. Unloving.
What could that string of words possibly be used to describe? A boss that has no time or use for the burdens of the employees? A principle that does not engage with the teachers? A loner that has no use for people? What would you say?
What if I told you those are terms that I hear from spouses when speaking of their spouse. When those terms are used to describe their mate, the love relationship that brought them together in marriage has been pushed to the side. The demands of meeting all the family’s needs, job requirements, “parents of the parents” aging concerns, financial pressures, time limitations….and, well you get the picture. If a couple is not totally determined to carve out time and space for each other in the journey, they awaken one day to the reality that they are just business associates meeting the demands of their marital corporation. And, like any business, when one “partner” fails to meet stated or unstated requirements, there is plenty of room for criticism, condemnation, and dislike from the other partner.
God created marriage for the good of man and woman. He is the One who made us for various relationships, but only one that is so intimate and close-knit that He says, “the two become one”. No one walks from the marriage altar frowning and with a spirit of “I can’t stand this person that I’m leaving with!”
So, how do couples go from the bliss of the “I do’s” to the business critique of a partner that is accused of “you didn’t”? We can become so busy in the pressures, we lose two perspectives. 1) Time alone with the One who created us and our union. And, 2) quality time alone with the one we promised to love for life. When we truly love God daily, it is easier to love one another. When we pray for our spouse and children daily, it is assured that we will love them more. And, as we commend each other with good words and deeds, love is demonstrated.
There is a story about the family that had to move. When they found themselves unloaded but barely, the husband announced that he had an important meeting and would be unable to help. So, the wife set about, not too happily, to handle the rest of the move alone. She found herself standing in the living room surrounded by clothes to be unpacked, appliances to be hooked up, a screaming baby, and a five-year-old who decided to throw one of his metal toys through the picture window. She had about had it. Nobody was hurt, but the glass was scattered everywhere, and a brisk wind was blowing through the opening. The wife was now so upset that she was determined to call her husband and fill him in. But the secretary, of course, told her that her husband was in a meeting and inquired sweetly as to whether she would like to leave a message. Since he was not very good at responding to messages, she thought for a moment and came up with this. She replied, “Yes, just tell him that the insurance will cover all the damages, and he can call home for details.” It happens. It happens all the time. But love hangs in there, stays faithful, for better or worse. It takes bearing with one another. (Copied).