In Sickness and in Health

After nearly a full week of illness, I have discovered the secret behind the marriage vows, particularly the part about, "For better or for worse, in sickness and in health..."

You see, some of us are hit by illness in such a way that makes us incompatible with the rest of humanity. Not only is this an incurable (presumably genetic) disorder, but medication that relieves the symptoms of the original illness seems only to aggravate the effects of this strange anomaly, resulting in very cranky people.

Sad, but 'tis true.

Anyhow, after living on my bed for the past several days, only going to necessary classes and far fewer than necessary meals, I realized that the time to register for next semester's classes has arrived. The most popular class on the list? Christian Marriage.

Add to that the fact that a friend has asked for prayer for her now-divorced parents (who are apparently going to court over her tuition), and I've been doing a lot of thinking lately about marriage and matrimonial harmony.

Granted, for someone in my position, it seems wonderful. Being so close to someone that you share everything just seems like a dream. But really...have you seen the way many married couples behave nowadays? It's nothing short of scandalous. (Married readers, please don't take offence. This is a gross generalization.)

From times immemorial, marriage has stood as an earthly representation of the supreme bond between creation and it's Creator - and between the God of the universe and the human soul. It's amazingly comforting to curl up in your covers and imagine God giving you a hug, not out of any of the emotions and desires that twist humanity but out of pure unselfish love. That's the kind of love I want to give.

If I manage to drag myself out of bed.


God bless,
PHC