Posted on 10/20/2008 12:18:50 PM PDT by RogerFGay
I love you. Three powerful words. They change lives. Are they real? Unlikely. Men and women blithely utter these three words as easily as politicians promise tax cuts. Do they mean it? Odds are, no. The test below will tell you for sure. continue
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Oh, when I was in love with you,
Then I was clean and brave,
And miles around the wonder grew
How well did I behave.
And now the fancy passes by,
And nothing will remain,
And miles around they’ll say that I
Am quite myself again.
— A. E. Housman
I am starting a religion with THIS as my central premise.
I will call it Lazamatarianism.
“There’s no way to predict which marriages will last.”
That’s why it’s better to ensure that they all last by disallowing divorce except under the most extraordinary circumstances.
People talking about “love” here seem to be referring to the sort of attraction that is three-quarters lust, which flickers and goes out in six months or a year.
There’s a better kind, but you have to stay married for ten or twenty years to get there.
And no, shacking up won’t get it.
I love it when you say that.
That’s a mighty fine drinking song!!
I’ve checked “under the hood.” There isn’t any diagnostical equipment on earth that can help me figure that out.
I am going to write some songs soon with the following titles and I just bet they would be best sellers:
“I fell in love with Jeckyll and woke up with Hyde”
“Every day with you is like Groundhog Day”
I think my husband and I had true love. After we were married for 37 years, he died of cancer at home, and I took care of him. Now I’ll give you too much information:
Right after the first visit of the hospice nurse and meeting all the people who’d be helping, they all left. Darling Robert said, “Is the house empty? Is everyone gone? Are we alone?”
I assured him we were alone.
“Great!” he said, “Now take off all your clothes.”
My husband was right to believe in my love for him, because I would always do anything for him. I was right to trust him with my heart and soul, because he would do anything for me. We just got lucky, finding each other. And lucky time, the time when you are with the right person, goes too fast. 37 years isn’t long, believe me.
I will die, alone, never having known true love.
God loves you, Laz, He loves you so much that He continues to allow your existence so that you still have opportunity to respond to His love.
That men and women prefer to abuse themselves and each other and profane the sacred doesn’t disprove the existence of love, it merely proves what fools we are.
Yeah, but He won't sleep with me.
4Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
8Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. 9For we know in part and we prophesy in part, 10but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. 11When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. 12Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.
13And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.
There is no love.
I saw that love with my parents — a true wonder to behold. I was not that lucky, but I know now that love isn’t a feeling, but a way of life. It’s what you do when you don’t feel at all like extending that gentle emotion. I know now that it takes two people who are willing to live a life of love when they don’t feel anything remotely like it. It’s not a feeling, it’s a commitment to yourself to never compromise on your values.
People have asked me how I can forgive. I answer how can I not? People say I’m just being used. I say okay, but if I can’t remain true, then everything I believe in is a lie and I cannot believe that God is a man that he should lie. If I expect that God will remain true when nothing else is, then how can I not remain true? Is it hard? You betcha’. Are there times when I wallow in a private pity party? You betcha’, but at the end of it all, I expect the One I love to be faithful to me. I’d be too embarrassed to ask more of Him than I give, myself.
This guy has no idea. He is giving miserable advice to all of these men. This is Mrs. Cromwell, married for 29.5 years. What matters is the character of the person you marry and your character, and their commitment to it- and yours. Commitment is true love. All of the feelings in the world will fade over time without both.
Sure He will. He just isn’t capable of what you think sleep entails, but he’ll stay right by your side all night long, and if you ask, I bet he’ll find the perfect person for you to “sleep” with on your terms. ;-)
You speak from experience.
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