Mote vs. Beam

Likely, there is a beam in my sight, but I must openly speak about this, harboring the thought is like allowing poison to build up in my body hoping for immunity, and instead it just makes me too ill to constantly endure, next. I can and will endure, but not this.

First, I want to relay a story. About a woman washing her Windows. Same lesson as the mote and beam though modernized. A couple sat in their breakfast nook enjoying breafast each morning when the very knowledgeable elderly woman comments to her husband what shame it is that the neighbor lady doesn't know how to properly wash her clothing. She thinks, looking out the window, that she ought to help her because those clothes are still shamefully dirty. Her husband just brushed this off and endured it for many days.
One bright sunny morning as the two ate their meal I'm a sunny room, the woman commented on how happy she was that finally the neighbor learned how to wash the clothes on the line properly. She commented about how bbright her whole day would be from such a small thing. Her husband agreed and said that if he had know how dirty their Windows were he would have washed them long ago, but being clean did afford them a better view of how things really are.

Ok, my mind has a hard time moving on because it is stuck in a loop of disbelief. How could Nick even compare our marraige to my first one. So, I tried to answer that and my answer fits all marriages and it really ought to never even be considered a problem. He says that I do nothing around here and that he pays for everything. Well, duh. I could do that just fine, but that is the main reason I got married in the first place. I raise the kids and he makes money. I figured that Brandall would appreciate everything I do unseen if I was gone, and now Nick is mostly unemloyed when it is his primary function to provide for us. I have not been unreasonable either. But, I figured to get his attention I would not do my job. But, I simply cannot do that because I love those kids, so I decided to go get a job, too, he has had years to demonstrate his desire to provide and protect. Instead he just claims that I do nothing around here. Typical, huh? If I loved him I would behave so differently, but why should I love him anyway? Any need that has been met has been from outside sources. I even begged him multiple times to take me on a date, but he entirely refused and was not interested.

So, yeah, it is fundamentally the same issue. The men need to be taught more about their seperate but equal purposes. We, as women, are constantly preached to and reminded about how we give up careers and other worldly ambitions at which we might divers, to instead accept a higher call to serve as mothers and wives.

"No success can compensate for failure in the home." David O McKay