Wait For True Love

...Have you ever heard that? Chances are, if you are below the age of 35 or so, the answer is "yes." Many times, probably.

At first glance, it sounds good. But that little ditty has caused a lot of heartache.

The overwhelming majority of people at the turn of the 20th century never settled more than 50 miles from their place of birth. They lived in rural areas amidst few people, compared to today's standards.

Yet...by and large, they had a much easier time marrying and staying married than we do today. With migration to the cities and suburbs and the many advances in communication, you'd think that we'd be the ones who would find spouses with greater ease. What gives?

The answer to that question runs deep. However, a great part of the answer lies in the fact that we carry unrealistic expectations. We are looking for a Hollywoodized, airbrushed ideal that doesn't exist. We wait for some gurglin' in the gizzard that will tell us that we've met "the one."

If the sparks don't fly immediately, then it must not be "meant to be."

And so we wait...and wait....and wait for "true love"...all the while wondering why God is holding out on us. Perhaps the problem is not with God, but with our unrealistic and filthy concept of what "love" means.

A piece of unsolicited advice: there is no such thing as "the one." Whoever you marry...well, s/he becomes "the one" when you say "I do."

"Well, maybe I didn't marry 'the one.' Maybe I married the wrong person and my soul mate is still out there."

Nope....sorry Sparky. She became your "soul mate" at the altar. You'd better take your man pill and stop sniveling about your "real soul mate" still out there.