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Reveling in infidelities
brothertoall:
Thank you Anne and I too noticed that Paula is now a quest and Paula if you are veiwing this thread please oh please forgive me if I said something to make you leave.
I have an idea here and think maybe this may help to get everyone on the right track.
let each one of define what love is concerning a relationship between a man and a women. I will start first and I hope that you all will take part in this also.
The love to my best friend,mate and now my wife. My love for my wife started as a very close friendship and she was and is still my best friend. This happened long before marriage was even thought about. It was different than my love for my other friends,male and female.
There was no sex involved in this relationship for a short time(about a year). But that did not matter because I was very much in love with her.We decided to move in together after high school and we shared everything. It took several years for that love for one another to be refined and we had many hardships and when my son was concieved we then got married legally according to the world but we were already married in the eyes of God long before we actually married. There were very tough times ahead and God saw fit that we would make it. I have grown up and my wife has also and I can now look back and honestly say that she was there for me and I for her. Through everything we both have been through it was that love we had and still have for each other that kept us going and I thank God for bringing her my way over 30 years ago. I did not need that marriage lisence or that gold band on my finger to prove that I loved her or that she loved me. The marriage was just part of the process and if I had to do it all over again I would not have to think twice about it. I would do it again in a New York minute.
My wife IS my best friend,my soul mate and I want no other to spend the rest of my life with even through the good and the bad.
bobby
Sorin:
I find the title of this thread to be highly offensive.
. in·fi·del·i·ties
1.
1. Unfaithfulness to a sexual partner, especially a spouse.
2. An act of sexual unfaithfulness.
2. Lack of fidelity or loyalty.
3. Lack of religious belief.
That is a total lie! No one here is 'reveling in infidelity' Bradigans is faithful to his spouse therefore he is not 'reveling in infidelity'. The only thing even remotely close to 'reveling' would be that he was delighted to find a few that didn't judge him and say he is living in 'infidelity/sin'.
I can however understand why Paula got so upset, why it's a 'touchy' subject........her daughters and all that. But no one here was 'reveling in infidelity' or even living in or defending infidelity.
I feel bad that I/we offended her and she decided to leave, but it was never my intent to offend anyone. So I hope she will decide to come back.
Sorin
Kat:
1Co 4:3 But with me it is a very small thing that I should be judged by you or by any human court. In fact, I do not even judge myself.
v. 4 I am not aware of anything against myself, but I am not thereby acquitted. It is the Lord who judges me.
v. 5 Therefore do not pronounce judgment before the time, before the Lord comes, who will bring to light the things now hidden in darkness and will disclose the purposes of the heart. Then each one will receive his commendation from God.
This scripture from Paul seems fitting, tho I am not comparing myself to Paul, not at all.
mercy, peace, and love
Kat
brothertoall:
Sorin I will have to admit I found that rather offensive myself but I thought it best to just let it go.
God knows each of our hearts and actions and in my opinion all that matters is what God knows about me and what He will do to take care of what ever is unpleasing to Him.
bobby
rrammfcitktturjsp:
Bobby,
Okay here goes my definition of love.
Love is glancing at me and before I can say a word apologizing and going to put the toilet seat down.
Love is when he walks through the door and he gives me that hug and kiss and asks how my day went.
Love is when he gets up in the middle of the night when he is dog tired and takes care of the baby.
Love is when he calls me throughout the day to make sure that I am all right.
Love is admitting that our son looks like me, even tough I think he looks like him.
Love is him letting my cry on his shoulder when I need too.
Love is coodling with him on a cold wintery Texas night, of which we are having an abundance of.
Love is accepting me for who I am.
Love is when he says he forgives me, he really does not hold it against me.
Love is that late night back rub to help me to sleep.
Love is our marraige.
When we first met online his yahoo name was lonely in texas. Through the next few years to 2003, I knew I was falling for him. There came a point in time where he did say that he had barely any food in the house. Keep in mind that this was the weekend of Texas Tech vs. Texas A&M which is the huge game of the year and that it was home that year. I knew that I loved him deeply when I said, come to TTU and get something to eat. I was willing to sacrifice that game for him. To date, there are only 2 individuals that I would sacrifice that particular game for my husband and my son. When we met in person, the marriage proposal was on the table the second night.
I will never forget how he proposed to me. And that was was willing to wait for a long engagement.
Love is willing to wait.
Love is patient, Love is kind, Well you know the rest.
I think that the best definition of love is found in 1st Corinthians.
I am so glad that I am with my husband. I am glad that we waited for a time to get married and was not pressured into it. I can not imagine rushing off to get married to this day. Things happen for a reason and they happen in their own times.
I do know that God blessed us on our marriage to one another, by giving us our wonderful son. For the date of conceptioin was on October 11, 2005 our wedding day. It is hard to believe that we have been married for over a year now. It seems like all of our lives we have known each other.
Love is having and willing to make sacrifices.
My husband works in a job that he knows he does not want to be stuck in. He has made so many sacrifices so that I and our son might be taken care of. He has places a lot of his dreams on the back burner, so that we could be happy. Right now, we are trying to mesh in both of our dreams.
Love is not getting into my chocolate stash.
Love is saying that when one inept person like me cooks in the kitchen has done well in cooking a meal.
There's so much that can be said on this topic, and the more I write, the more that I am missing him. I cannot believe that it is only 8 am and that I have 6 more hours without him. But I know that in absence, I will fully appreciate it when he is home.
You all have a great day. This post has made me count my blessings. I could write all morning and all day for that matter.
To my dearest best friend, my soul-mate, the father of our son, my dearest husband, and the <sorry ladies if you think you got the best man out there> best man in the whole wide world, I love you. I can hardly wait until you get home, so that I can share this post.
Sincerely,
Anne C. McGuire
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