Life - Am I For You?

I had received a forwarded message from a friend who had asked me a question, "Why is it that I have always ended up hurting someone that I loved?" She showed me the question that she had asked her husband and the answer that her husband had replied to her.

I have appended below the text. I have no answer for them and maybe you could reflect on their love relationship.

Thanks.

Ifrah

Wife:

"After we've met, you find me otherwise? Not someone that can make you calm and become happier but giving chaotic life?"

Husband:

"My dear, when we go for a holiday it is about showing happiness to be a family and also about love. When you mentioned to me last night that I could not stay at night at the hotel with you, "would you mind. You stay at home. Its ok with you right?" I was dumbfounded. Thats hurt alot. Its like being chased away indirectly by my own wife and family. That was the reason too my behaviour became abnormal today dear. I was chased away by her (ex-wife) many times but I was patient and then one day I went away to somewhere else for a new life and then I met you dear. I felt good and alive again. I felt loved and wanted, and not zero. It takes an angel to heal my heart and you had done that but you have forgotten who you were, and now I must remind you. You were a God send to me and you were an angel that I have cherished and I have loved. Thank You God."

Life - I LOVE RUBBER BANDS

By Bo Sanchez

Let me tell you a crazy story I heard recently.

There's this husband Who out of sheer love for his wife decided to prove it to her.

So he swam the widest oceans, crossed the deepest rivers, and climbed the highest mountains to show his deep devotion to her. But in the end, she divorced him.

Why?

Because he was never home. (Get it?)

Let me tell you an experience I had as a kid.

One day, I asked Mom, "Why do my shoes keep eating my socks?" As a young boy, that was always a mystery for me. All my other classmates never had that problem. Their socks remained tight and high up their legs the entire day. Mom didn't answer my question but simply gave me two rubber bands, which I dutifully placed around the top of my socks. To this day, fifteen years later, I still have permanent circle marks around my legs. But aside from giving me this slight defect, the two bands worked like magic. It never occurred to me that Dad and Mom didn't have the money to buy a new pair of socks for me. So I wore five-year-old socks, all soggy, grayish, and garter less. And yet amazingly, I never complained.

I believe it was because Dad was always home when I needed him. Every night, after coming from work, we'd jog together, sit around, and talk about Tarzan, Farrah Fawcett Majors, God, and what I wanted to be when I grew up (a stockholder). On Saturdays, we'd walk to Cubao, eat a hotdog-on-a-stick, and buy new rubber bands before going home.

I've learned that in truth, we don't want our loved ones to show their love for us in big ways. Swimming the widest oceans, crossing the deepest rivers, and climbing the highest mountains seem spectacular - but that's not what we really want. Deep in our hearts, we just want them home. With us.

Sometimes, God will operate that way. Suddenly, He decides not to answer our prayers, or fill our need, or heal our sickness, or give us the miracle we're asking for. (He's got reasons why He won't, and believe me - they're pretty good ones.) So He'll just be there beside you, holding you in a hug. Sharing your pain. Weeping as you weep. Oh, He might give you some rubber bands. And that small comfort from Him will be more than enough to sustain you. Because the most essential truth you already know.

...home.