Well, gang, I appreciate you being here. I've got to vent just a little. Did you know it is a physiological fact that women need to talk about their stress or they will otherwise internalize it and develop physical disease. That's your free trivia tip of the day!
Okay, so venting: I feel like I lost two friends today. They've actually been gone for a while, but I just listened to a voicemail that seems to make it official.
My good friend married a lovely woman recently. I realized at the time that meant I would have much more limited time with him, but I was okay with that because I was so happy that he found someone so nice. Then his new wife and I became friends so it seemed I'd gained a friend, which was really nice. But then a few months down the road they started having problems, just newlywed, lack-of-communication stuff that could be easliy solved with a bit of pastoral counseling. So yesterday she wanted to vent to me about the most recent issues they're having. I let her vent some, but I always feel like I'm strattling the line of gossip, because he is also my friend and they should be talking to each other, not me.
So anyway, I suggested counseling and she was all for it, was even going to go get some guidance, even if he wasn't interested in counseling, so she could learn how to live with a husband who wasn't interested. But after making a few calls to her pastor and not being able to reach him, she decided to talk with her husband--who talked her out of counseling. That was what was on the voice mail I just listened to.
So I'm bothered on a number of levels about this, but it's completely out of my control. And the bottom line is I can't be around a bickering couple. I can't take it. It stresses me to no end, and then some. Now that I've given my opinion, which is to get counsel, it seems to my nervous system that the only choices I have if they start bicking again is to slap them silly, scream until they stop, or enable them. None of these seem feasible. So I'm sad that they've chosen a less-than life and bugged because they don't have to live off the crumbs from the Master's table but are choosing to. And I just can't take the stress of watching it, and even if I could, I'd still have lost them because it's like they aren't even them. I hate when satan gets even a temporary victory.
So I'm saddened, praying and bugged--and now I've vented.
Okay, so venting: I feel like I lost two friends today. They've actually been gone for a while, but I just listened to a voicemail that seems to make it official.
My good friend married a lovely woman recently. I realized at the time that meant I would have much more limited time with him, but I was okay with that because I was so happy that he found someone so nice. Then his new wife and I became friends so it seemed I'd gained a friend, which was really nice. But then a few months down the road they started having problems, just newlywed, lack-of-communication stuff that could be easliy solved with a bit of pastoral counseling. So yesterday she wanted to vent to me about the most recent issues they're having. I let her vent some, but I always feel like I'm strattling the line of gossip, because he is also my friend and they should be talking to each other, not me.
So anyway, I suggested counseling and she was all for it, was even going to go get some guidance, even if he wasn't interested in counseling, so she could learn how to live with a husband who wasn't interested. But after making a few calls to her pastor and not being able to reach him, she decided to talk with her husband--who talked her out of counseling. That was what was on the voice mail I just listened to.
So I'm bothered on a number of levels about this, but it's completely out of my control. And the bottom line is I can't be around a bickering couple. I can't take it. It stresses me to no end, and then some. Now that I've given my opinion, which is to get counsel, it seems to my nervous system that the only choices I have if they start bicking again is to slap them silly, scream until they stop, or enable them. None of these seem feasible. So I'm sad that they've chosen a less-than life and bugged because they don't have to live off the crumbs from the Master's table but are choosing to. And I just can't take the stress of watching it, and even if I could, I'd still have lost them because it's like they aren't even them. I hate when satan gets even a temporary victory.
So I'm saddened, praying and bugged--and now I've vented.
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