- Meet a good strong single Catholic man
- Be courted by said man
- Marry said man (after a prayerful engagement period of 9-12 months)
- Give birth approximately 9 months after the wedding to a little John Paul or Mary Elizabeth
- Spend my days barefoot in the kitchen/laundry room
- Repeat steps 4-5....FOREVEEEEERRRRR!
future husband . . .I pity you.
Hahaha. Not that there is anything wrong with this agenda, AT ALL! If I offended any housewives under these conditions please understand my sick humor. I'm only jealous, really, what a beautiful and humble life!
Sooo naturally I like a good love story, as was embarrassingly portrayed above. Boy meets girl. Man meets woman. Ricky meets Lucy. Edward meets Bella (ha. haha. hahahaha.) It's quite literally the oldest story known to man. (See Genesis, chapter 2)
I imagine that upon laying eyes on Eve, Adam's reaction must have been something beautiful, something that little girls are told in fairytales. Unfortunately my corrupt human mind can't really comprehend this, but it may have went something like this:
you're sooo pretttyyyyyy
come here baby.
And then something about a serpent and an apple?.... Whatevs, I'll get to that later.
The point is, this was true love. No motives, no personal gains, just male and female; naked without shame. Together as God intended. It was quite literally the perfect love story.
Until they gone done and messed it up!!!
You all know the story.
Interestingly enough, the word used for the serpent that tempted Eve in Genesis can also be translated to dragon-monster. So, the princess was being attacked and tempted by a dragon, and the noble knight/prince did what? He gave in. He didn't fight for his princess. He took the fruit and ate it. Aaaaand now we have sin in the world. Good one, Adam.
We hear this story all the time - fairy tales LOVE it. Prince fights mighty fearsome dragon for the girl, often risking his own life and limbs. But at this part Adam kind of failed. What an awful example of manhood from the first man himself!
Luckily, many moons later somebody else came on the scene. A real man. And a real God too. His name was Jesus, Yahweh, the great I AM. And he showed how to truly love a bride, he got the the last word to the dragon.
And he crushed him.
This is my love story. And it's yours too. And it calms my boy-craziness with a simple sigh and a sign of the cross. So I wait, because I know that unless any relationship I'm in strives to imitate this one, I'll be selling myself and my partner short of true love. And why would I ever do that, because really, who doesn't love a happy ending?