The Horror of Love gone wrong.

Bad news, today was a slow day at work, my fellow servers and I did not get many tables.
Good news, today was a slow day at work, my fellow servers and I had a chance to chat.

Two ladies, both in their 50s-60s, both married to men who are hyper-controlling.

My heart ached as the one lady said, "Joe, I think the problem is that he loves me too much." I tried to tell her best I could that, whatever that was, it was not love in its truest sense.

"He won't let me visit my daughters," "I wish I could have a night out with the gals, but yeah right, like that could ever happen". "He has to spend every waking moment with me." "If I'm in the bathroom too long, he'll knock on the door and ask what I'm doing."


As I reflect in general, sin really messes us up. I tried to share with them about the nature of sin, not just those acts we're not supposed to do, but its near-genetic curse properties, infecting all humans, leaving us incapable of truly loving God or others. We can do a lot that looks nice and even loving, but love, true love, is only a gift of God's grace.

I know C.S. Lewis has written extensively on this topic and I do not have the energy to dig out the books. (I know Great Divorce has a great chapter on a mom's "twisted love" for her child)


I am just grateful for God's love for us and for his contagious kingdom which spreads and enables men and women to love again.

I was hoped the ladies would hear the "bad news" that precedes salvation. I cannot wait to share the good news.

I would appreciate your prayers.