“The Two Shall Be As One”

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There is much wrong in society with the male – female “power” dynamic.  There is a sad reality of male privilege.  There are still those who speak of female inferiority.  Some stress “the fall” as being “Eve’s fault.”  But our relationships should not be based on blame.  First of all, Genesis 1 tells us that ” . . . God created mankind in his own image, in the image of God he created them; male and female he created them.”  Both men and women are made in the image of God.  But then we are given an account on the means of creation. “So the Lord God caused the man to fall into a deep sleep; and while he was sleeping, he took one of the man’s ribs and then closed up the place with flesh. Then the Lord God made a woman from the rib he had taken out of the man, and he brought her to the man.  The man said, ‘This is now bone of my bones and flesh of my flesh; she shall be called ‘woman,’ for she was taken out of man’ (Chapter 2: 21-23).”

Here we can reflect on the observation hared with me by a rabbi.  “Eve was made not from Adam’s heel – that he might stand over her.  Nor was she created from his head, that she might rule over him.  But she was made from his side, that they might stand side by side as partners.”

But even this falls short of the full biblical guide to male – female relationship.  Paul writes in Ephesians 5:25, “Husbands, love your wives, just as Christ loved the church and gave himself up for her.”

I found an interesting quote in one of Dianne’s study journals that really captures this concept. “Eve came from Adam’s side, and similarly at the crucifixion Jesus side was broken, so his bride could be released from within also, that is us, His Church (Gene Edwards).”

The only power dynamic that should be in a relationship is that of love.  Relationship is not built on “might.”  It is not built on fault or guilt.  It is not built on earning power or social standing, but on mutual support, partnership, and love.  A love so great as when Christ laid down His life for His church.

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The Date

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Photo by John Fornander on Unsplash

Tanya sat sipping her drink at the table.  Okay, Brian was good looking, and the photo from the dating site actually didn’t do him justice.  Yet, three times he had picked up his phone since the date began.

Finally, he set his phone down and announced, “You are a little short, and you lips are a bit thin, but I think you will do.”

Tanya started at the rash statement.

“How could you say such a thing?” she challenged.

“Because Darlin’ I am the best thing that’s ever happened to you.”

Oh what hubris!

 

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FOWC with Fandango — Rash

Weekend Writing Prompt #136 – Hubris in 94 words.

 

 

The Sweater

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“That is the ugliest sweater I have ever seen,” Erin said dismissively.

“I kind of like it,” Wanda said. “What’s wrong with it?”

“Well first of all, it is baby poop green.”

“It’s ‘mustard’ actually,” Wanda said a bit defensively.

“Well, whatever you call it, it looks like it belongs in a nappy.  And what is that design on it?  A moldy doughnut?”

“It’s a wreath,” Wanda humphed.

“Ah, that’s what it is?  So it’s a Christmas jumper then.”

“Well, dah,” Wanda retorted.

“Well in that case, I have seen worse.  Sorry.”

 

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First Line Friday: December 20th, 2019

In the Bleak Mid-Winter

 

It is midwinter.  The days are short.  It is wet and cold.  Many are rushed about by preparations for the holidays.  Others in what is meant to be a festive season of tidings of good news and joy find being away from friends and family a cause of gloom.  Others are apprehensive of the reunions with ones that they have grown apart from.  It is in short, a “bleak mid-winter” for many.

A very dear sister in Christ wrote to me today and confided in me her depression at this season.  Before continuing, I would like to say that I am not medically trained, nor do I understand all the ins and outs of biochemical responses to situations.  Even my psychological training was limited to family counselling and low level talking therapies.  I can add to that that I am a classic type B personality, and elation and depression are low key in my own life.

That all said, even with this Christmas-tide upon us, and it being the first since Dianne’s passing, I still have no depression.  Yes, the weather and season are dark and drizzly.  Yes, I spend a lot of time physically alone.  But I still have faith in not ever being totally alone.  Jesus said, “I will be with you always,” and I find comfort in that, and my ad hoc conversations with Him are frequent.  I also trust in His promise that Dianne and I are not permanently separated, but we will be reunited in the place Jesus has gone ahead to prepare.

Christina Rossetti’s poem In the Bleak Midwinter reminds us though of the promise of the season.  Despite all of the gloom and social stresses, it is the arrival of Emmanuel which we should cling to.  He came that all concerns could be lifted from us.  He has come to bring us peace.

Some might take exception to such views.  Marx is credited with saying religion, and by implication faith, is the opiate of the masses.  If that is the case, the all I have to say is bring on the spiritual pharmaceuticals!  I want “the peace that exceeds all understanding,” and I wish you find it as well.

 

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The Summons

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Santa stared with disbelief at the letter before him.  It had arrived like millions of others, addressed to Santa Claus, The North Pole.  But this one was different!  In his centuries in the profession, he had never had anything like it.  It was a legal summons.

On letterhead from the firm of Dewey, Chetham, and Howe he read, “Mr. Kris Kringle, Esq.  You are hereby summoned to appear in the Magistrates Court of Big Littleford on charges of violations of the Equalities Act.”

It seems that old Santa was being sued for not leaving presents at the several households in the Hindu and Jewish communities, an act of distinct prejudice, it was charged.

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FLASH FICTION FOR THE PURPOSEFUL PRACTITIONER: WEEK #51

Homewrecker

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Irving Bellard was the kind of guy you couldn’t help but like.  He was amiable and never had an ill word to say about anyone.  On top of this, he was generous to a T, and was kind to animals and small children.  In short he has a heart of gold.

Yes, he was just one heck of a guy, unless of course you lived in one of the buildings recently acquired by the hedge fund which employed him.  All of his charm and appealing qualities paled in comparison to his proficiency with a wrecking ball or bulldozer.  Irving you see was a demolitions man par excellence.  A homewrecker without compare.

 

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Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge: home wrecker with a heart of gold”

Tactics

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 Zulkarnain Ismail

“Don’t you think this light is taking a bit long?” Aluna asked.

“You can never be too safe,” her mother responded. “Just be patient like the others.”

Yes, it was a streak of genius for Simba’s pride to have the “Do Not Migrate” light erected.  It made the hunt so much less exhausting.

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Photo Challenge #294