We met, our passion flared, and curiosity.
We promised things to each other,
And when the passion faded, and curiosity sated, to promises we held.
Years go by and life happens.
We share sadnesses, and our promises endure.
Then we share joy.
The joy fills us and rejuvenates us, but also fills our lives.
But we make time for each other when we can, because we know the value of our promises.
Where would we be now, had we not kept them?
G-d is spread thin,
and G-d's work goes unappreciated by Her husband,
who shirks his promises,
plays them down,
or forgets them completely.
She can only do so much, and the less he loves Her, the less She can do, the less She can endure.
Her husband feels the distance growing between them, and is torn.
He misses Her, but She is not the G-d he once knew, so fiery, passionate, and active!
Instead She seems absent most of the time, paying little attention to him.
And what began as a void becomes a chasm, and then that chasm begins to fill. With resentment, distaste, anger and jealousy... then the chasm widens into a canyon so vast that nothing can fill it , and thus apathy, and separateness.
Would you want this for your marriage?
Why then for your faith?