One of the students in the classroom I work in is obsessed with marriage. This past year, she realized that the majority of the staff in our room are in fact married, and she loves to remind them, just in case they forgot. She used to ask me if I was married, and after weeks of receiving an answer in the negative, she stopped asking.
This past week, my relational status has become somewhat of a joke in our class. It all started with introductions to the summer volunteers. A staff member said that I was married and this little firecracker yelled back, "NO, SHE IS NOT!"
Truth, plain and simple.
Today, there was a new person in our room, and the very same staff member decided that this statement needed to be made again. . . So the question was posed, and the answer given. There was no way to stand up for myself, when what was being said was honest, and coming from the mouth of a child.
So I asked her myself later that day, and she said something profound. She said that I wasn't married, but then she looked at me and said that I was a wife.
I want to say "Truth, plain and simple" but really it is anything but.
In the month of June I went to three weddings and missed a few. I watched friends, new and old, exchange vows, share kisses, dances, and tears. I shared in their joy and their excitement. I saw girls become brides. But think about all their lives, they've kinda been a wife.
Whether or not we recognize it or even try to, life before anything is preparation for it. What is done or not done, learned or not learned, it all influences what we become. So, yes, technically I am not a wife, but I need to live in a way that will honor my husband, if God so chooses to let me have one. What I learn now will affect what kind of wife I will become, as will my actions. So, for all intents and purposes, she's right.
Maybe, this is all stemming from the overload of love and marriage in my life, however, I don't think its a bad way to live.
I guess we'll see.
Amen
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