|The Narrow Gate|
|Sunday, January 29 2012|
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One of the Few...
It is better to be part of the few than to be part of the many:
Next week, I will be married, and I decided that I would speak on my final Sunday as a single man about my own personal story. This is the story of our relationship and one very difficult decision.
Almost four years ago, I met a young woman who would one day change my life. At the time, we were just friends because she has a serious boyfriend. Eventually, we became the best of friends, and we shared everything about our lives. Despite her being in a relationship, I could not help but begin to have feelings for her, but when her relationship fell apart, I did not know what to do. I decided that for the time being, I would give her time to heal and support her the best way a friend possibly could.
After almost a year, things changed and the topic of us dating began to come up. For me, it was obvious; I knew how much I cared about her. For her, it was not quite so simple. I tried many times to win her over, but she rejected me time and time again. Part of me just would not give up. I knew that I loved this girl, and I could see a future for us together, even if she couldn't. Even with all of the rejections, I did not give up. Finally, one fateful Sunday afternoon, after hours of her telling me why she could not date me, I kissed her. The rest, as they say, is history.
Because of our strong friendship, things moved quickly. In a few short months, we were living together. I had begun the RCIA process, and we begin living "normal" lives. Unfortunately, we didn't realize that we were just playing house. We were living like a married couple, but we had cheated a bit. When people cohabitate before marriage, you are not preparing yourself for marriage; instead, you are robbing yourself of it. Despite our outward appearance as good Christians and Catholics, we were not living up to the right moral standard.