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Next Stop: Vital Span

As I sit here, I think about how the dynamics of relationships have changed in my own lifetime. I’m only 22 years old and I’m noticing how quickly the world is changing. I was born in the mist of the independent woman movement. You know all the women who independent throw ya hands up at me? All the way to if you liked it then you should have put a ring on it. We moved from claiming we don’t need a man to claiming we don’t need a man unless he puts a ring it. Marriage has went from a well respected institution to comedy hour. It use to be if you love somebody you marry them to show your commitment. Now its we don’t need no ring or paper to prove we love each other. That's nothing short of dishonor. How can you request my body heart and mind to submission but refuse to honor our covenant before God my spiritual parents (my pastors) and family?

Marriage was implemented so the world could have a consistent strong reminder of how God loves the church. Marriage is ministry not floating on cloud 9 from dusk to dawn. The definition was never supposed to be confused with the benefits. Most people are so busy worshipping the benefits we forget the definition then when it gets hard the divorce rate is 10 times higher than the interest rate on a Macy's credit card. Its sad.

Movements like these have infected generations of women with false identity. Wombs that were meant to give birth to every living thing now birth chaos and confusion. A child with no father lacks direction. Just as a vision not written down is an interesting thought. The production of action is the basis of faith. I cannot identity what you believe until you move.

So why marriage? When I got saved at the age of 19 I showed God my faith and He showed me His face. I dedicated my life to spiritual plastic surgery. Altering flesh from head to toe until my dress was tailor made. Facelift so I would never forget where my help comes from. Tummy tucks to bind the belly and curve my appetite. Man shall not live off bread alone but Kings never beg for it. The diet of a Son is different from the diet of a child. Children eat from this world but Sons eat from Heaven. Rhinoplasty to taste and see that my God is good. Of course closed mouths don't get fed but a stuffy nose will let you eat anything. Lip augmentation so when I speak God speaks too. In Eden creation heard God but saw Adam. So let us make man in our own image after our likeness.

"I don't believe that we were put together not to be together. And I don't believe there's any one out there that can love me better." - Dondria

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