Marriage, biblical marriage, is two people becoming one flesh.
My place in my marriage to Faye was to treat her with the respect and love I have for my own body because we were from the biblical perspective one flesh. We were one. And marriage is not a triviality. It is a sacred and holy union.
When Faye died my flesh was torn. Part of me, literally part of me, was ripped away. And something sacred in the eyes of God came to an end.
I am still bleeding but I press on.
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