Sunday, July 19, 2015

Process Of Elimination

There are times when the truth is just looking at you, waiting to be spoken aloud. It's going to hurt someone; someone may not want to look at it, whatever it is. I might be one of those crazy people who just doesn't assume that people lie, and hide things. I guess that's pretty stupid for a theologian. Dr. Greg House would mock me, I'm sure. Warning: This post may get uncomfortable.

Somebody spoke a truth to me, at least a potential truth, that I may want to ignore.

In dating and marriage, your disability could be an issue for women. No one wants to say it out loud, because who wants to be that girl? They might not even admit it to themselves.

I guess the thought of that hurt a little. I don't think that way. There's enough self-doubt floating around without adding this to it. So I don't think it. I don't expect my friends to feel this way. If I had a good friend who was a woman say it was true in her case, I'd be stunned, actually.

Would I feel judgmental or angry about it? I don't know. I wouldn't pursue marriage if I thought I was wholly unqualified. On the other hand, if you think I haven't been afraid of whether I could be a husband and father, I've got a bridge to sell you.

But everyone's afraid. I know that. That's human. It's normal, if you'll excuse the slur against my people. Ha!

I guess if we're already making people uncomfortable, I should just say it: There are no canonical impediments to my getting married. Everything works, as they say. Should I put this on a t-shirt, so the pious Catholic girls don't have to ask?

As for the first part, I get it, totally. I worry more than you do.

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