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Friday, November 12, 2004
A rich man, he is. Calls his house “a small place”. Nose a little disfigured. Dunno if it affects his speech. No physical attribute that people will desire of him. No child in the household. But yes, he has made it financially. He is something like a money-making genius.
You can tell that he is the kind of guy who puts importance in propriety. He has a common area upstairs. With a TV, comfortable sofas, and coffee table. Beautifully lighted with soft lights, red and blue. When turned on together, it gives a purplish shade. His guests wait with him upstairs while the wife prepares dinner.
Even the dining table spells of propriety. A piece of cloth under every piece of crockery. Cutlery meticulously arranged for each person at the table, in a uniformed manner. All the plates and cups match. In fact, everything looks as if they came in a set.
The maid works silently, away from the chatter of the guests. The wife has a respectful fear for him. You can tell by the way she behaves around him. And yet, she adores him. You can tell by the way she looks at him.
The man displays public affection for his wife. You can tell that he is proud of her. He projects her well. He makes her somebody, because he cherishes her.
What is it really that the wife sees? The man behind the physical appearance? Because he is a good husband? Because of his monetary wizardry? Because she becomes somebody because of him?
An observation of a family unit has led me to mull on a subject that mysteriously binds people together. This thing called marriage.
What is marriage, if it is seen without a spiritual context? Several thought provoking questions can rise from there. Why do people get married in the first place? What are the reasons for doing so? Does the “sanctity of marriage” have any real meaning? What is it that you can have inside the marriage institution, that you cannot have without?
I’m attending a friend’s wedding tomorrow. The parents are enthusiastic, but the siblings are not. No real sense of celebration in the air. A matrimony without the blessings of a spiritual context. Can’t sincerely say congratulations. “All the best” is the best I can say.
If spirituality is supposed to make paths straight, how come it sometimes convolutes things? One’s perspective of things can change quite dramatically with God in the picture. Think about it…
You can tell that he is the kind of guy who puts importance in propriety. He has a common area upstairs. With a TV, comfortable sofas, and coffee table. Beautifully lighted with soft lights, red and blue. When turned on together, it gives a purplish shade. His guests wait with him upstairs while the wife prepares dinner.
Even the dining table spells of propriety. A piece of cloth under every piece of crockery. Cutlery meticulously arranged for each person at the table, in a uniformed manner. All the plates and cups match. In fact, everything looks as if they came in a set.
The maid works silently, away from the chatter of the guests. The wife has a respectful fear for him. You can tell by the way she behaves around him. And yet, she adores him. You can tell by the way she looks at him.
The man displays public affection for his wife. You can tell that he is proud of her. He projects her well. He makes her somebody, because he cherishes her.
What is it really that the wife sees? The man behind the physical appearance? Because he is a good husband? Because of his monetary wizardry? Because she becomes somebody because of him?
An observation of a family unit has led me to mull on a subject that mysteriously binds people together. This thing called marriage.
What is marriage, if it is seen without a spiritual context? Several thought provoking questions can rise from there. Why do people get married in the first place? What are the reasons for doing so? Does the “sanctity of marriage” have any real meaning? What is it that you can have inside the marriage institution, that you cannot have without?
I’m attending a friend’s wedding tomorrow. The parents are enthusiastic, but the siblings are not. No real sense of celebration in the air. A matrimony without the blessings of a spiritual context. Can’t sincerely say congratulations. “All the best” is the best I can say.
If spirituality is supposed to make paths straight, how come it sometimes convolutes things? One’s perspective of things can change quite dramatically with God in the picture. Think about it…
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