I am an Occupier ...

I worked for many years, many of which were inclusive of undesirable conditions ...but I did not complain, nor protest.  There were times I had next to nothing, and certainly not any gadgetry to help keep me in touch with others like myself.  But that is the difference ...the others who were like myself, wondering if we'd have a job, wondering if we'd be able to make it, had a different mindset.  And now I can at least be somewhat proud to say,  "I am an Occupier".

I "occupy" my home.  I am retired, and I am thankful to God for what I have.  I know many who have less ...but those in our country who have less, have more than in most countries.  I don't understand why there are so many protests in our country ...though I'm aware there is always wrong that goes on that could be protested about.  Yet, it is still better here than in other countries where there are protests.

The only countries that I see mostly exempt from major protests, are where there is a communist government ...and there protests can lead to their own violent death.  Yet, in this country of ours , we can be free to protest ...but should we be free to destroy?

If the smoke clears, and we can see clearly, we would see that we've perhaps become worse than those we protest against.

The only truly organized government today is communism.  Organized repression; organized violence and control ...organized stripping of freedom, that we take for granted.

Yes, I am an Occupier.  So, what 'occupies' my thoughts, my values, my actions?  How solid am I?

In my home, I'm solid like a rock.

Like a rock, I can be considered big and unsightly at times ...and I often get in the way.   I am always there ...and whatever others want to express, can be put on me.  I am steadfast, as in ...not moving.  I may not be very exciting, but you know I'm there ...and always will be.  And I know this gives the children comfort.  They may be grown ...and do not even realize how it affects their own lives, but that's the way it often is with aspects of our life which we take for granted.

I know that divorce takes place, and often, but rarely is it taken in full consideration how much it really affects the children.

It was Solomon's wisdom that drew on the fact of a mom's bond to a child ...when two women disputed over whose child it was.  But what of a dad's bond?  And what about a child's bond to both parents?  Who would choose to divide that ...and with whose wisdom?

I contend that if over 50% of marriages end in divorce, then there was never much wisdom involved in a professed love that would one day profess not to be.   So what is wrong with marriage?

I say ...nothing is wrong with it.  God created the joining of one man and one woman.  But how much is God included?  And how much less is God included in the case of divorce?  Is it truly prayerfully considered?

What is wrong ...is the idea of why each is joined in marriage.   And it says much about the character, conviction, and commitment of each.

Marriage may be the end of living for self ...but aren't we to cease living for self?  If we are not prepared to ...then that is not a proper understanding of marriage.   That does not mean we are to joy in misery, nor are we to endure endless hours of it ...there are support systems out there, and in extreme cases some are called jail and prison.  But if love is professed, there is supposed to be a reasonable allotted time for prayer to work and love define itself.   Those who are so in love, and sown in love ...should grow.  That which is not love, should not join in marriage, but that is just it!    How many have first embraced the sacrificial love of Jesus ...later to embrace each other.  Yes, we do change, we have our moments, and sometimes those moments have changed us ...but when we change, or have our regrettable weak moments, Jesus doesn't turn away from us.  We are invited to the marriage supper ...of the Lamb.  

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