This Day I Put to Death All Other Options
Death binds us to God. To say, “This day I put to death all other options,” is to obligate both your soul and your marriage to the keeping of God. It is, like faith itself, a contract we enter by way of a death, a baptism. Two people come together at the intersection (or collision) of two worlds, two histories, of two independent psychologies, and so on. Add passion and desire, and healthy or unhealthy, civilized or not, it’s one big bustling package. The successful marriage gives itself no options. It is always watching, listening, always hoping, trusting, believing. Words like divorce, affair, neglect, unkindness, alienation are given no soil or water, that they might undermine and destroy a good thing.