We all are aware of the large number of divorces that are taking place across our nation. Some statistics say as many as one out of every two marriages will be broken in a courtroom. Add to that figure those marriages that are not officially broken in a courtroom, but are broken in the heart, and we have a rather staggering figure.
I believe that one of the causes for this present situation is summed up well in the following poem entitled, “Nice Nite In June.” It goes like this.
Stars shine, big moon. In park, on bench, With gal, in clinch. Me say me love, She coo like dove. Me smart, me fast, Never let chance pass. “Get hitched,” me say. She say, “Okay.” Wedding bells, ring, ring, Honeymoon, everything. Happy man, happy wife, Best time in life!
‘Nother nite in June, Stars shine, big moon. Ain’t happy no more, Carry baby, walk floor. Wife fuss and scream, Me yell, get mean. Wife sad, me mad, Everything go bad. Nagging wife, bawling brat, Life one big spat. Me realize at last, Me just too fast!
Don’t spend months preparing for a wedding that will last an hour, and neglect to prepare for a marriage that is to last a lifetime.
“Husbands, love your wives, even as Christ also loved the church and gave himself for it; . . .So ought men to love their wives as their own bodies. He that loveth his wife loveth himself. For no man ever yet hated his own flesh; but nourisheth and cherisheth it, . . .Nevertheless let every one of you in particular so love his wife even as himself; and the wife see that she reverence her husband” (Ephesians 5:25-33).
