The Fear Which Grips Us

It's rather funny actually. That I would be soo caught up in other things, to not notice the simple truths which pervade this world...

                            I saw this the other day, and that scripture came to mind:

        (1 Thessalonians 5: 3 )  -  "Whenever it is that they are saying, “Peace and security!” then sudden destruction is to be instantly on them, just like birth pains on a pregnant woman, and they will by no means escape."


                            And I just watched an episode today of one of my favorite shows. Comically demonstrating the difficulties and complexities of marriage and married life. And now I see why many men do not desire to commit to it at all anymore. It seems they have a tendency to feel it as a sort of entrapment. That they would not be able to get away with anything anymore. Perhaps the things they used to rather enjoy.
             
               Still... there was a time when romance was more than a simple passing nuance. . .
              Back in the 1800s, the people of Sweden would use wooden spoons in lew of an intended courtship. The men would often carve them out by hand and then present them to the woman with which they wished to wed. It was intended to appease their maiden's, in order for them to see that through such hard work and effort, they should be chosen to be their husbands and stood as a solemn symbol of how beautiful their life might be together.
                Later it was thought to have a luck casting effect upon the couple's lasting nuptial agreement, to have and to hold, etc.

                  I found the thought, to be intensely romantic.

                 Though, it seems that certain ways have sadly died out, with the people who started them.

              Now I  can only wonder... how. . . long a single man might hold on to such beliefs...

             that make them think that marriage is like a. . . trap?     And that they will be stuck to someone for the rest of eternity?

              But if it's the right one... it shouldn't matter right?

               And I often wonder how many they would let slip out through their fingers, before they realize this.

                                                      ~ It's just a thought... ~


                 Personally, if it were me, and I had the option to be stuck with someone...
                                     or spend the rest of my life alone?...

                  I believe I would rather be stuck with someone. Provided that someone was good looking enough to keep me intrigued. Though, I've thought Grandville was cute. ^_^ And he's not all that good looking. Or tall... or big... ?!?         He's just... sweet. And cute.

                   But then... most of them choose the latter... but end up with a batterer.

                  And all it would have taken. . . was a simple phrase...

                

                                                                 ~ Crystal L 🚶 😢😔💞💔💕