I don’t even.
Look, I hate to be rude in any way, but you’re buying into the notion that marriage is a capstone and not a vocation. Struggles are going to come no matter how prepared one is. Life is a struggle. To me, better that your daughter struggles through life with a man that loves her and (I’m assuming) wants to bring her closer to God than she does so alone.
I don’t get the concern over the temporal. Or rather, I do, but what parents should be really worried about is their children marrying the wrong people. Wealth, health… these things don’t matter in the end, do they? Life might throw you a curveball tomorrow; your plans are not God’s plans. Ask 1ke said well, your plans are not your daughter’s plans. So what? Are they evil plans? Are you worried about her facing abuse? Her fiance being a bad father or husband? Are you worried he will pull her away from God? If not, why are you worried?!
They’re in their mid-20s. Hardly children. Hardly young. Marriage is not a capstone. It is a vocation and a tough one at that. It’s a way to serve God, to serve the community and to serve yet-to-be-born children. It is not something you do after you have all your “ducks in a row.” Certainly one should be prudent. Maybe not drop 30-grand on a wedding if you don’t have that kind of money. Maybe not jump in when you’re 18 years old and don’t have the slightest idea what you’re doing.
This guy obviously is well-off enough to afford a house. You’ve got to be in good financial shape to afford a house these days. It’s not 2003-06 anymore where you can get a home with no down payment.
If you have reservations over this guy not being a good guy, that’s one thing. That’s a time when you speak up. If your reservations are over really, super serious financial stuff like “you will literally end up on the street if you have a baby by this time next year” maybe speak up then too. But while these concerns seem urgent, in the end they are trivial because you have no idea what will come tomorrow, good or bad.
I married at 22. We had a baby by the time I was 23. Then a second at 24. My oldest spent months in the hospital and nearly died a few times. Then he got better. Then my wife had a health scare. We got help from our family, but I also got a better job. Then life settled down. We moved. I got a better job. I got a raise, a promotion, another raise. Life was good… then I fell really hard into pornography addiction. I had a huge falling out with my wife (rightfully on her end). We reconciled. I got into recovery. We had a third baby at 28. I got another promotion and another raise. We finally are nearing having enough savings for a downpayment. I’m sober. God is good. The financial stability is nice, but it also is trivial. I’m more focused on being a better man and thanking Him from saving me, one day at a time, from a pernicious addiction.
Life is insane. You cannot control it. My in-laws would have been right to raise an eyebrow if they knew that I had addiction problems… if I had known I had addiction problems! Money was never an issue. And when the chips were down and they’ve been down more than a few times, they’ve always been there. And not just for my wife. For me. The money? Pfft. We haven’t relied on family much for money. But when they could have advised my wife to stay away to protect her and the kids… they doubled down on me. They believed that there was a good man in there fighting with Satan, begging for help. They took a chance. That’s what family does. My father in law embraced me when I cried and asked him to forgive me for hurting his daughter. He handed me a copy of the Imitation of Christ and said he’d always be there… for me too.
If this guy is a good guy, if he wants to lead your daughter to Christ, embrace him. And embrace the fact that your daughter’s life is her life and her plans are not your plans… and God’s plans may not be your plans either. Then back both of them up.
September will be seven years for my wife and I. It turns out OK if you keep your faith in the One who will never leave you.