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DL82
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I have quite strong traditionalist views about how the married state should be. I believe that people should be virgins when they marry, that as it says in Proverbs, we should love the wife of our youth, i.e. marry while still young enough to be good parents, (biologically, a woman is at her child-bearing prime around 17), and that the man should be the chief or sole bread-winner. More importantly, I believe people should marry someone who helps them in their spiritual growth, that they should seek out a spouse in the same way they would seek out a spiritual director, without too much emphasis on emotion or ‘chemistry’, if we pray to God He will give us the desire for union, and it ought to be a gift from Him, not something we take for ourselves.
But…
Saying all that, I am not a virgin, I have been in a past relationship which was very much about ‘chemistry’ and would feel (emotional response, not what I believe in my will) that my marriage lacked something if it didn’t have that. I am 26 already, and am a graduate student, so don’t make enough money to support a family, and won’t for some years.
I feel like if I’m to have any integrity I have to accept that I am now too old and too wrecked to marry. I know God can forgive, and I know we need to forgive eachother, but I feel that if I care about a woman enough to want to marry her, I wouldn’t want her to HAVE to forgive all of that, I would care about her enough to want her to marry someone who has integrity.
My ex told me that I would never be happy, because I’ll always feel guilty about my past, and about not being the best I could have been. I think she’s right. I would dearly love to live a life of radical penance, to be like the homeless guy who used to pray on his knees outside the cathedral where I used to worship, kneeling until his trousers were ripped, his knees bleeding and he could barely walk. I saw him and just knew that he cared so deeply and felt so unworthy of the God who had shown him so much mercy.
OK, so I’m too hard on myself, but I always will be. I wouldn’t be happy with a wife unless she was equally hard on me, but then it wouldn’t be true love if all she ever did was point out my faults, or would it? Do I just accept lifelong singleness as part of my penance for messing up the first 26 years of my life? I feel so joyful when I think of that possibility, an integrity that is worth even more than the love/lust I constantly find myself craving.
So why do I still feel so unhappy? Why do I still find myself coveting the married state?
But…
Saying all that, I am not a virgin, I have been in a past relationship which was very much about ‘chemistry’ and would feel (emotional response, not what I believe in my will) that my marriage lacked something if it didn’t have that. I am 26 already, and am a graduate student, so don’t make enough money to support a family, and won’t for some years.
I feel like if I’m to have any integrity I have to accept that I am now too old and too wrecked to marry. I know God can forgive, and I know we need to forgive eachother, but I feel that if I care about a woman enough to want to marry her, I wouldn’t want her to HAVE to forgive all of that, I would care about her enough to want her to marry someone who has integrity.
My ex told me that I would never be happy, because I’ll always feel guilty about my past, and about not being the best I could have been. I think she’s right. I would dearly love to live a life of radical penance, to be like the homeless guy who used to pray on his knees outside the cathedral where I used to worship, kneeling until his trousers were ripped, his knees bleeding and he could barely walk. I saw him and just knew that he cared so deeply and felt so unworthy of the God who had shown him so much mercy.
OK, so I’m too hard on myself, but I always will be. I wouldn’t be happy with a wife unless she was equally hard on me, but then it wouldn’t be true love if all she ever did was point out my faults, or would it? Do I just accept lifelong singleness as part of my penance for messing up the first 26 years of my life? I feel so joyful when I think of that possibility, an integrity that is worth even more than the love/lust I constantly find myself craving.
So why do I still feel so unhappy? Why do I still find myself coveting the married state?