By Sibo Lefalatsa
I’m going to start my
article by admitting it might be controversial, maybe you’ll feel it’s a bit
harsh. At this point I wish I could say something to make you feel good about
what I’m about to say, I want to do the cowardly thing and distance myself from
my own words, say something that will buy me some mercy, but…no, I have no
sweet or humble words to offer so here goes…
There was a time, I believe that time is still with us, when
women were always cautioned against overly romanticising relationships. It was
always based on the fact that the romantic books they read, the fairy tales and
the movies always promised the perfect guy, who’d come along and save them from
their ordinary lives and their ordinary boyfriend/s.
However of late, something has crept up on us, it seems the music
videos and the church have turned the tables on ladies. Now, not from the
movies, but seemingly from the pulpit, judging by how men justify their now
romanticised disposition. Gentlemen are now the hopeless romantics, fantasising
about non-existent women with non-existent perfection, for their non-existent promises
of commitment.
Now let me see… how many Christian men do I know, who are
not married and have never been married, who tell me it’s not by choice, oh no,
they are ready to marry, in fact, they say, they are desperate to marry, it’s
just that they just can’t compromise. Oh the dreaded word C.O.M.P.R.O.M.I.S.E, it must be a generation X and Y equivalent of
ebola or the bubonic plaque.
So being married I get offended, I ask, “so you think all of
us who are married are compromisers who couldn’t hold-out for the perfect one?”
No, is the answer, it’s different, good ones are taken and you’re lucky you met
Hape hmmm…
Can I call Bulldust! when I see it?
If this were, say, one or two guys in my circle, I’d buy
that, but it is in fact the vast majority of guys, so I’ll tell you what the
problem seems to be. You are looking for a perfect wife who based on listening
needs at least the following credentials:
·
She must be physically beautiful and a beautiful
person on the inside. So that you
can show her off to your friends.
·
She must be smart, but not smarter than you.
·
She must be a go-getter and accomplished, but
she must also be willing to drop all that in case you want her to stay at home and look after the kids; or
·
keep
working hard if you need the double
income.
·
She must work hard but essentially to help you, not primarily driven by her
personal ambition which you’ll struggle to control;
·
She must be the woman you can introduce to your work peers with pride and she must fit in
“back home”.
I’m not sure if I’m the first person to tell you this but I
have got news for you, the abovementioned woman, she doesn’t exist, just like
you are not all those things either. It’s not God’s ability to make “good
enough women” that I’m questioning, it’s your ability to accept the perfection
that lies in two imperfect people trying to build a life together that they and
their children can be proud of.
When I met my husband and realised that this relationship
was headed in that direction, I asked my mom, how would I know I had met the
right one. She said, “he should be a good
person”.
Sounds too simple? Oh I’ve read from books and heard from
the pulpit that he should also have money, and he must be strong protector type
and a provider blah, blah, blah. I’ve had moments during our 7 years married,
I’ve wondered whether this match is the right match, maybe I should’ve been
more careful to pick someone more like me and I’ve counted the things I feel
I’ve lost because I was married to him, but my mother was right.
I think what my
mother knew I would realise in time was that a good person, never wants to hurt
or offend, even though he certainly will. A good person has their own dreams
but never wants to harm yours, so you have to trust each other’s intentions
because sometimes you can’t both achieve your dreams at the same time, but a
good person appreciates the sacrifices of the other and is prepared to step
back when it’s his turn to take a back seat. He doesn’t feel entitled to other
people’s sacrifices. A good person is a person you can reason with, you can
argue with, the one you can admit to the many ways you are sometimes arrogant,
selfish, even mean, they will know to correct you when you are wrong and you
will feel grateful for it, not ashamed and I’ll do the same for him.
A good person sees goodness in you even when increasingly
you see the ugliness in yourself. Life, it has its moments and the bells and
whistles of wealth, good looks, jobs, prestige, they have their value and they
are important in their own ways but to experience them in the company of
someone who is essentially on your team, who in your gut you know when you hurt
they hurt is quite something. What is more romantic than that can I ask? You’ll
work out the other stuff as you go along.
Can we cut the dramatic tales of frustrated searches for the
non-compromise? No one needs to prove anything to you or meet your made-up
standards.
I believe if you meet someone who falls in love with you
round about the same time you fall in love with them and you trust their
intentions of goodness towards you and they trust your intentions of goodness
towards them, that’s a miracle, the appreciation of which must be declared to
the world. I mean throw away the
abovementioned shopping list and get married.
The drama, it comes with the ride, it’s the mere function of
you both being imperfect, you can’t fix that. The prospect of defeat, it might
not last forever that’s true, in fact more frighteningly, you, might be the one
that doesn’t want it to last. Well isn’t that the case with everything you’re
doing? Work, friendships, business, children, you don’t stop doing those
things.
I close with this prayer for my people. Let us all put on
our big girl and big boy undies and trust ourselves to handle the ups and downs
of trying to build something, why can’t we be the Proverbs 31 [Wo]Man and “look
to the future with confidence” so that we can appreciate and honour the
perfection that we already have around us?
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