Last April, Troy had the opportunity to go on a mission trip to Jamaica for about two weeks. While he was gone, I wrote this.
Genesis 2:24 tells us "For this reason a man will leave his father and mother and be united to his wife, and they will become one flesh." I have never felt the fulfillment of this verse by experiencing the absence of it in such a real way…before now. Everyday oneness is hard to recognize. We merged our lives but actually feeling like half of a whole has been easier to see and feel without the everyday connections. But oneness is not about a relationship so much as about completeness. Tom Cruise is cheesy but "you complete me" is a perfect description of marriage. I know that without Troy I was whole and of infinite worth to my Maker but when we married, by God's design, we united as one, one flesh, or body. Troy is part of me, and I am part of him. It literally feels like part of me is missing. There is a certain emptiness in not talking to Troy. We have been apart before. I always miss him, but we talk. I know what he is doing, where he is, what is on his mind. I can tell the instant he speaks how he's feeling, how he is sleeping, if he needs anything. So even if we aren't able to talk for long, I know how he is. After the second day of not talking to him at all, I kind of feel lost…incomplete.
Kelly
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