Our wedding day 1964 |
The beauty of
marriage is under a concerted ‘acid attack’ designed to deface it by degrading its image and meaning. The Christian view of the mystery and majesty
underlining this union of a man and woman has suffered under a barrage of
Humanistic attacks. Such a philosophy of life has no room for the spiritual
dimension nor for defending what is termed sacred and moral boundaries. Applied
to marriage this allows such people to consider same sex relationships,
multiple partners and polygamy as valid marriages.
When a man and a
woman enter into a marital union they more often than not are ignorant of what
underlies such a unique and beautiful oneness. This is a shame if it is never
discovered. However in the beginning of becoming husband and wife the intent is
to enjoy the rhythm of the wedding dance. This dance of a loving relationship
has many steps, different music moods and takes place on various ‘dance-floors’.
It takes time and effort, grace and forgiveness, perseverance and laughter.
I remember as a teenager plucking up
the courage to go and learn ballroom dancing. At first it felt awkward. I was
nervous, reticent and clumsy. My teacher endured many a sore toe and scrapped
shin before I became reasonably proficient in a variety of dances. When I
married I began an unending dance. My wife and I were beginners. We did have
some good teachers on the ‘sidelines’ encouraging us but it was up to us to
learn the steps and sense the rhythm of the dance being ‘played’ at that time. Sore
toes or should I say hurt egos that caused concerns. These came about due to
each wanting to swing and sway to his or her own tune. This made us want to do
our own ‘steps’ resulting in a wrestling match instead of a loving tango. However,
we knew ours was an unending dance. Therefore we set our hearts to practice.
Perhaps one of the hardest things was to hear the same melody and sway to the
same beat. It’s easy to embrace in the dance. It’s another things to maintain
the embrace in the movement of life.
For that to be true, God must be the
Dance master as well as the Orchestra leader. I have to admit, I like to dance
with my wife to the music of the Eternal God on the dance floor of the everyday
life. We have been in the dance for fifty years now. While the vigour of the
early days may be pleasant memories the vitality of our senior years in the
marriage dance is stronger and more meaningful. This is because we discovered
the mystery, the meaning and the majesty of marriage. It has kept us dancing
together across life’s varied ‘dance floors’.
© Ray Hawkins
For an insight
into the three ‘M’s of marriage you could read my 31 day devotional book ‘From
Eden with Love.’ Published by Even Before Publishing’ and available in
Christian bookshops and Amazon. It is also an Ebook.
And being married all these years to you, my darling husband, has been a real privilege and awesome experience. May our "dance" continue for more years to come.
ReplyDeleteThat's beautiful, Ray. Bless you and Mary together.
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