There’s definitely something going on in me that has just had enough.

I’ve had enough of scanning through Facebook and seeing a married man call his wife out (with a great deal of consistency) for what I can only assume is infidelity. Today, he called her some nice words and then proceeded to drop a 2-word epithet that finally called an end to our social network “friendship”. Why did I wait so long to make that call, you ask? Hope.

It’s clear that this person has two distinct groups of friends. One group commiserate with him on these negative status posts and throw in their comments about his wife (and, I suppose, feel rather stupid when the following day the post is about how much he now loves her). They scoot down in the gutter with him and sit side by side in his misery; they think they’re being supportive.  Then he has another camp of friends who tell him he needs a virtuous woman of God. Really? God is going to give this man, mocking his marriage and posting questionable photos of women, a virtuous woman? Why would God put a virtuous woman into the care of this particular man?

I came to my senses this morning and realized I can continue my hope for him from afar. I can keep his family in prayer without having a play by play of their struggles despite the fact that he isn’t asking for prayer. Instead, he’s asking for agreement.

I’ve had enough of people pretending they are one thing and then morphing into whatever their audience dictates. The people who are one way at work because they “have” to be, one way at church because they “want” to be. I don’t know…I’m a mess in both places because I’m only human and we can be messy BUT I think I’m pretty honest. I think who I am on Monday morning is who I am on Friday night.  It sure isn’t perfect (in fact, it can be pretty ugly) but I’ve been down the road of wanting people to stand in agreement with me in anger and there’s no righteousness in that. There is righteousness in wanting people who will speak TRUTH in those times.

Okay, so to you, my “unfriended” acquaintance: Honor your marriage, honor your wife, honor your EX-wife. Honor, honor, honor….doesn’t mean you have to like what’s going on in your life but, for God’s sake, can we exercise some restraint and maturity? Okay. Thank you.

 

By Amy

Wife.Mom.Christian.Blogger.....and that's really just the beginning. :-)

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