Author, Angela Crouch shares her viewpoint:
I have seen a growing trend among the people around me, and throughout the world, to question whether or not
marriage is worth it anymore, since most of the benefits of being legally and
lawfully joined in matrimony can be made available to any couple. Isn’t it just
a piece of paper?
Others fight for that piece of paper and legal designation, and by so doing
seek to change the fundamental precepts that marriage was founded on — aka
“redefining marriage”. With my “old fashioned” view on marriage, I find it hard to understand, or
condone either of these.
This is what marriage used to mean and still means to me:
First, look at government’s stake in, and society’s purpose for
marriage through most of human history.
As Thomas
Sowell, one of America’s brilliant minds put it this way: “In the absence of the
institution of marriage, the individuals could arrange their relationship
whatever way they wanted to, making it temporary or permanent, and sharing their
worldly belongings in whatever way they chose. Marriage means that the
government steps in, limiting or even prescribing various aspects of their
relations with each other — and still more, their relationship with whatever
children may result from their union. In other words, marriage imposes legal
restrictions, taking away rights that individuals might otherwise have.”
With this understanding it makes sense why some couples like the “just a piece
of paper” argument. I mean, who wants the Government to have any say in their
personal relationships? However, the main focus of society’s past interest in marriage was because of the
children that usually result from the union of a man and a woman. It happens.
Deal with it. But society needed to make sure that those children were taken
care of.
“Marriage is the institution that maximizes the likelihood that the two of them would take the
responsibility of raising that child.”
He stated further: “The state’s interest in marriage is not that it cares
about my love life, or your love life, or anyone’s love life just for the sake
of romance. The state’s interest in marriage is ensuring that those kids have
fathers who are involved in their lives.”
Completely logical, but for most people, especially Christians,
marriage means much more.
My friend Mary Hawkins expressed the viewpoint of most Christians:
Old fashioned? I don't think so. Not when the meaning of what marriage
is has stood for thousands of years. I strongly believe that every
person NOT committed to God and His son, Jesus, may indeed have the
freedom of choice in relationships. What I do very strongly object to is
the demand it still be called marriage so it has all the safeguards and
rights governments have made for true marriage. this whole trend just
makes me extremely sad - and fearful for our beloved nation.
Well said! Thanks for your very clear comment Mary.
COMING SOON: To all of you, my readers, who having been following this Inspirational Romance blog, I have an announcement.
In the next couple of weeks this blog will have a new name - Rita Stella Press.com It will be similar, but will allow me more leeway to write about a wide range of topics.
Thanks for your interest during this time. I believe you will enjoy the new blog just as much.
God bless you
Rita Stella
Friday, May 29, 2015
Friday, May 22, 2015
PERSISTENT PRAYER PAYS!
This followed several months of his letters and phone calls, but she hadn't expected anything like this. A marriage proposal when she hadn't ever thought of him that way? Although convinced that marriage to the one whom God would lead her to, she thought it kinder to let him down gently. Saying she'd give it some thought, she wrote some days later. She assured Fred she had nothing personal against him, but believed they'd be nothing more than 'just friends'.
Even though saddened at her reply, he answered and told her he'd continue praying about it. This troubled Dorothy because of her unwillingness to bring God into their situation. Consequently she also began to pray about this. Was he God's choice?
Some months later, they met by chance, said a brief 'hello' to each other and moved on. Well, Dorothy admitted she could not believe her strong emotional reaction to that brief encounter. Her whole attitude had completely changed.
But what about Fred? After so much time had passed, had he lost interest? Ah, she forgot about his persistence in praying about her. And it wasn't too much longer before she welcomed his attentions again. They discovered so much in common and each were convinced that God had put the love in their hearts for each other in the first place.
These two shared a great marriage. 'Not perfect,' Dorothy adds, 'because we're imperfect humans, But our marriage was one of working together, supporting and caring for each other and the three children with whom we were blessed.'
I attend the same community church with Dorothy. And her son is our pastor.
Thanks for sharing, my friend.
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Friday, May 15, 2015
BEST FRIENDS
Glenys Wright says that John is still her best friend and continues to make her feel special.
I think it's nice to hear a girl make that particular statement after 45 years of marriage!
She shares how they met:
I first was aware of John when I was in my early teens. At the time I was with a group of girls who attended a Sunday school which was an outreach of the larger Bankstown Gospel Chapel. And from there we were encouraged to attend the morning church service. This young man caught my eye and I liked him from the start.
However, he was three years older than I - a big difference at that age - therefore I'm sure I didn't even appear on his radar! In fact John was considered a bit of a 'larrikin' by the church elders. He had his own car and screeched the tires coming to and from church.
Being extremely shy and lacking self esteem, I was caught unawares when John asked me out. I was only sixteen at the time and he managed to make me feel very special. We continued on as a couple before John finally asked me to marry him. As I had just turned seventeen, he first asked permission from my parents.
We were married in 1969 and like most married couples we have had our ups and downs. However we have been so blessed by God as we have two grown children and two beautiful grandsons, Mitchell and Jayden. And after so many years of marriage I still say John remains my best friend.
Friday, May 8, 2015
STELLA, my mother
I want to celebrate Stella Violet Kinnear, my darling mum, on Mother's Day. She is now with the Lord but still remains in
my heart.
Did I receive my writing abilities from her? No. Stella was one of those active on-the-go wives and mothers who didn't have all that much time for reading. But she soon realized I loved reading and encouraged me.
Her mother, Beatrice, was a real dreamer and always to be found with her nose in a book. Oh, yes many a time wisps of smoke came from the kitchen where a nice dinner was sacrificed to the arts. Thinking back, I wonder why my mum didn't resent that and make sure her daughter would follow a more practical turn of mind.
Stella was also an artist (from her father, Harrie Mackie Kinnear, a Scot.) It came to the fore when, during the Second World War with Dad in the RAAF, money was scarce. She hand made jewelry from bread! Beautiful little flowers coloured and baked in the oven. She also designed patterns for Patons Knitting Company and I was the recipient of lovely little jumpers, cardigans and hats. All this was enough to make a deposit on a small house.
By that time she'd become a savvy business woman and some years later she sent me to art school and began a ceramics studio in our backyard named Gymea Pottery. Dad cast various shapes of clay, and we two women decorated it with Aboriginal Art and Australian flowers and fauna. Then it would be fired to the bisque state, glazed and fired again to 1,000 degrees Centigrade. It was a real hit with American business folk who were involved in the Kurnell Oil Refineries at the time. Many would come to buy and ask about the stories behind each piece. I loved telling those stories!
But similar to the book business today, the markets became flooded. How could we compete with cheap pottery from China? Never mind that it wasn't authentic Australian Art. We closed up and gave the big kilns to Gymea Technical College. (They had the expense of hiring a crane and removing one of the walls.)
My darling mother was never able to read even one of my books, because she'd
gone before they were published. Oh, that still hurts me, because in her later
years, she too had taken up reading. But there's a lot of my life with her and
Nan among the Aboriginal folk in my first book, Fire in the Rock. All changed of course in its
fictional sense. And now my new book, The Tie
That Binds, is a stand-alone, but it follows on from Signed Sealed Delivered. I became aware that the
heroine's longing to find her mother is a part of my longing for my mum who has
gone to be with her Lord.
My book's theme is: Everything can change in a heartbeat. This statement has now become my brand and logo represented by the little open heart of Rita Stella Press soon to go online.
That is such a truism in all our lives. We are all just one heartbeat away from changed circumstances whatever they happen to be - wonderful or tragic. Is there any one of you who have been estranged from your mother? Please dear ones, change that situation before you'll have to live with regrets for the rest of your life. Forgiveness comes from God.
Did I receive my writing abilities from her? No. Stella was one of those active on-the-go wives and mothers who didn't have all that much time for reading. But she soon realized I loved reading and encouraged me.
Her mother, Beatrice, was a real dreamer and always to be found with her nose in a book. Oh, yes many a time wisps of smoke came from the kitchen where a nice dinner was sacrificed to the arts. Thinking back, I wonder why my mum didn't resent that and make sure her daughter would follow a more practical turn of mind.
Stella was also an artist (from her father, Harrie Mackie Kinnear, a Scot.) It came to the fore when, during the Second World War with Dad in the RAAF, money was scarce. She hand made jewelry from bread! Beautiful little flowers coloured and baked in the oven. She also designed patterns for Patons Knitting Company and I was the recipient of lovely little jumpers, cardigans and hats. All this was enough to make a deposit on a small house.
By that time she'd become a savvy business woman and some years later she sent me to art school and began a ceramics studio in our backyard named Gymea Pottery. Dad cast various shapes of clay, and we two women decorated it with Aboriginal Art and Australian flowers and fauna. Then it would be fired to the bisque state, glazed and fired again to 1,000 degrees Centigrade. It was a real hit with American business folk who were involved in the Kurnell Oil Refineries at the time. Many would come to buy and ask about the stories behind each piece. I loved telling those stories!
But similar to the book business today, the markets became flooded. How could we compete with cheap pottery from China? Never mind that it wasn't authentic Australian Art. We closed up and gave the big kilns to Gymea Technical College. (They had the expense of hiring a crane and removing one of the walls.)
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My book's theme is: Everything can change in a heartbeat. This statement has now become my brand and logo represented by the little open heart of Rita Stella Press soon to go online.
That is such a truism in all our lives. We are all just one heartbeat away from changed circumstances whatever they happen to be - wonderful or tragic. Is there any one of you who have been estranged from your mother? Please dear ones, change that situation before you'll have to live with regrets for the rest of your life. Forgiveness comes from God.
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Friday, May 1, 2015
WORTHWHILE WAITING
Evelyn gladly shared how she and her future husband met and married.
We met when we were both 16 back in 1974 at a local supermarket where
we both had after school jobs. Wayne had already been working there for several
months when I started, so he was immediately interested in the new girl in the
fridge section, which I wasn’t aware of at the time. He showed his initial interest in me by
offering me Fantales from the ‘broken stock’ box. I thought that was sweet.
I fell desperately in love with this handsome young man who was mature
beyond his years and who treated me like a real lady. The following year Wayne
went on to do an Electrical apprenticeship and the year after that I went to
Teachers College. As we were both still living at home while establishing our
careers, we saw very little of each other during the week which was hard to
bear. Weekends involved drives in the country, trips to the beach, going to
restaurants with friends, picnics and family get-togethers.
We had a wonderful blossoming relationship filled with love and
laughter. As with all relationships, I recall a period where we were not
getting along so well. The pressures of work and study were taking their toll
and our relationship became a little strained for a while. I unwisely suggested
that maybe we should have a break away from each other for a short while to
allow a cooling off period and a testing of our true devotion to each other.
Wayne said an emphatic “No” to my suggestion stating that when two people are
married they can’t have “a break away” from each other. So he gave me an
ultimatum. He said that we either weathered the storm or we split permanently!
Well I was not about to allow this handsome young man to walk out of my
life, so we ‘got over it’ and ‘got on with it’. I look back now and appreciate
his wisdom as these times come and go in every relationship and it’s certainly
not time to bail out. With perseverance and devotion the dry times pass and the
warmth and fun returns.
We dated for 5 years saving ourselves chastely for our married life. We
had discussed marriage many times and were determined to tie the knot but my
college study had to be finished first before trying to juggle a new marriage
with study. That’s why we dated for 5 years; waiting until I graduated.
We had not bargained on me being appointed to a school in the country
as we were desperately in love and keen to be married. We had assumed that I
would get a posting nearby my home but this was not the case. I was sent to a
country town named Kandos, 3 hours’ drive away and I was devastated. I
reluctantly moved to the country taking up my teaching post and spent only a
few minutes each day talking to Wayne from a pay phone down the street. I had
no telephone in my teacher housing flat and there were no mobile phones in
those days. I found this very difficult and just wanted to be close to the man I
loved. We were engaged three months later and planned to marry the following
January. Then, after I had settled into one country school I was given a
transfer to Bathurst and my heart broke all over again. I had found my feet in
Kandos and was enjoying the school if not the distance from my fiancée. So I
reluctantly moved again but this time Wayne obtained a job in the country and
moved out closer to where I was living
We were married on 5th January 1980 which was the beginning
of a wonderfully blessed and happy marriage. In November of that same year, we
accepted the Lord Jesus Christ as our Saviour which began another new journey –
as a Christian family. The Lord blessed us with 4 adorable children over the
next few years and we chose for me to put my teaching career on hold while I
stayed at home raising our babies. This was a difficult time with one income
and four little children but the Lord provided and we managed to feed and
clothe them until they were all in school when I went back to teaching. I have
never regretted the time I spent staying home raising those children. They
don’t come trained and training children is a difficult job but they have all
grown up to become sensible, mature, well adjusted, devoted Christian adults
who are all married now, with beautiful Christian spouses and have given us 5
wonderful grandchildren.
We have been married 35 years now and it’s 40 years since we first
became an item and what a wonderful 40 years that has been. We are still very
much in love and are inseparable companions and the best of friends. There is
no-one else in this world we would rather spend our time with as we are happy in
each other’s company. The problem is that we still don’t get enough time
together with work commitments and family responsibilities. Even children with
children need time and attention, as do aging parents.
We thank God for each other, for our wonderful marriage, for our
exceptionally beautiful children and our wonderful grandchildren. He has
provided everything we have needed when we have needed it, and has answered our
prayers along the way too numerable times to count. We have been able to serve
Him in our home, running bible studies and fellowship meetings for lots of
children and adults, teaching Sunday school for over 20 years and Wayne serving
as a director at the Orange Christian School for many years while I was a
teacher there also. So we have had many opportunities to share the love of
Jesus with those the Lord has brought across our paths and the greatest joy of
all was seeing our four beautiful children all come to saving faith in Jesus
Christ and go on to love Him and serve Him and marry Christian partners. What a
great joy!
What a blessed and happy 40 years we have had. We trust the Lord for
the days to come and anticipate many more wonderful blessings from Him who
loved us enough to die for our sins and save us for eternity. He wrapped His
loving arms around us, gave us salvation in 1980 and has carried us lovingly
through the last 35 years. We thank God for this testimony and give Him the
glory.
Thanks Evelyn for such a heartwarming testimony of God's blessing in your lives.
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