A dear friend of mine is getting married today. There was to be a wedding last weekend, but on Tuesday of the Friday affair the groom-to-be called it off. In a roundabout way he said he didn’t want to marry her. Or was it that he didn’t want to marry her in front of her friends and family? Or was it that he wasn’t sure where God was at in their relationship? So, out of the blue today, I got a text message about the impeding courthouse nuptials:
Her: Today’s the big day, wish me luck!
Me: Good luck!
Me: And I have to ask this: Are you sure?
Her: I’m sure I love him.
Me: I’ve never doubted that you love him.
And the thing is, I’m sad for her. I know this is a huge mistake and I know that she knows it’s a mistake. There are a myriad of reasons for her to not to marry this man, but love, infatuation, insecurity are all blind.
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