Since a month ago, I've been reading a book entitled A Year with C. S. Lewis: Daily Readings from His Classic Works as a part of my daily quiet time. This morning I discovered an insightful writing on love in marriage from the book. I'd like to share it to you in my blog.
If the old fairy-tale ending "They lived happily ever after" is taken to mean "They felt for the next fifty year exactly as they felt the day before they were married," then it says what probably never was nor ever would be true, and would be highly undesirable if it were. Who could bear to live in that excitement for even five years? What would become of your work, your appetite, your sleep, your friendships? But, of course, ceasing to be "in love" need not mean ceasing to love. Love in this second sense--love as distinct from "being love"--is not merely a feeling. It is a deep unity, maintained by the will and deliberately strengthened by habit; reinforced b
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