Thursday, June 4, 2009

All in All, I Can Handle His Sauce

Marriage. It is something that should be wonderful. It should be a picture of how Christ loves the church. But, alas, it involves real people. You know, those flawed things that happen to think only of themselves instead of other people or God. If every married person would think of their spouse instead of themselves, things might go a little more smoothly.

Let me be clear, this is not a rant against my husband. As a matter of fact, this is more the result of multiple instances of people either blasting their husbands in person, over the phone or on the internet for all the world to see. It so irks me to see how many women dog their husbands like they are the scum of the earth, then expect the husband to treat her like a princess in return. I am actually a bit glad that being in Children's Church I was not present during the sermon on Mother's Day. Most churches really play up the wonderful mother scenario on Mother's Day. Which would be fine if we were surrounded by good mothers. However, that is sadly not the case.

I blame feminism. Feminism tells women that there is more to life than staying home and raising children. Feminism tells women that they are not servants to their husbands so the husband should do equal housework and childrearing. Feminism tells women that there is no difference in men and women, so it is okay to give little boys dolls and tell girls they can do anything boys can do.

Don't misunderstand me. I do not want to sound like I am off my rocker and all women should be barefoot, pregnant, in the kitchen jumping at the husband's every beck and call. All I am saying is that we are different. Rather than trying to change those differences and raising effeminate boys and masculine girls we should embrace those differences. I want my boys to grow up to be strong, masculine, and confident. Not He-Man Woman Haters, just manly men.

So this brings me back to my original point. So many women are believing this lie that they are supposed to wear the pants in the family. Which leaves a bunch of broken spirited, brow beaten men. Some men really do take it for a long time. Others rebel against it from the get-go. But regardless, it is not the way families are supposed to operate. Eventually things come to a head. Fighting, yelling, the silent treatment, all these things that couples use against each other come into play. If left on its own, that is the path leading to divorce.

But what can we do? I can give advice to someone. I can tell them right from wrong. I cannot, however, make them put that advice into practice. What I can do is raise my kids to know what type of Godly principals to look for in a woman to marry. I can raise them to realize what marriage is supposed to be. The only way to this is model a healthy marriage. Sure, we have our disagreements. I mean, we have never agreed on what is the best barbecue sauce. But if that is our only issue, I think we are doing something right.

Root Beer Barbecue Sauce Pictures, Images and Photos

5 comments:

rthling said...

I have drawn up all the legal paperwork to formally wed my daughter to Nathaniel.
We just need to set the date.
I hear June is nice.
;)

Kelli said...

Sounds good to me! Is she a good cook? ;)

rthling said...

you bet! I'm teaching her everything I know.

Kelli said...

Good, he is skinny enough!!

rthling said...

She'll fix that in no time, I'm sure.
I did it to Shawn, too!