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Shacking Up

People often say they do not want to live with a person they are intimate with prior to marriage. They say that shacking up is taking advantage of the purpose of marriage. Me, I just changed my mind about it.
In order to say you are waiting for marriage,you must first know what marriage is. According to the B I B L E, marriage is God’s “fix” for the fact that “it is not good for the man to be alone” ( Genesis 2:18). Thus when man finds the right woman he will become "one flesh" with her. He will leave his father and mother and be united to his wife, and they will become one flesh. Becoming one is the physical union of sexual intimacy.
If I understand correctly, boy meets girl, boy and girl build a house together, boy and girl make house a home. Well in the biblical sense.
In society's state of mind, it is totally different. There has to be a ring,a church,a dress,food,& witnesses. All that equals marriage & oneness. The pastor/priest/whomever has the "power" invested in them by the state must give permission for man & woman to kiss... Wait,what? Haven't they been kissing & being sexually intimate already? ...Oh,ok... Why do they need permission now? So in my opinion society's process makes no sense.
Marriage under both beliefs is a partnership,a union between man and woman. If the terms and agreement is discussed and agreed upon, then no one is getting the short end of the stick. Oprah Winfrey & Stedman Graham have been together since 1986, Goldie Hawn & Kurt Russell since 1983 plus they raised their 3 children prior to their relationship and had a child together. Johnny Deep and Vanessa Paradis have two children together and have been together since 1998. If you need a ring to validate your spouse comes home to you,so be it. If you comfortable knowing that your home is with your spouse,no ring included, so be it.

Shacking up is equalivent to cohabitation(two people decide to live together on a longterm or permanent basis in an intimate relationship)and when you shack up too long, you can take on what is considered a common-law marriage but there must be mutual consent of the parties to the relationship constituting a marriage (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Common-law_marriage#United_States)

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Comments

ashley said…
Ok ok! I see ya! Got me thinkn! Aka I LIKE
MicaStillStandingStrong said…
Hmmmm.I like how that was explained... Two ways to look at it...
MicaStillStandingStrong said…
Hmmmm,Well I like the way they both were explained.I like your opinion and the way u broke it down girl...(Dats wats up)
DAVID R DARRAH said…
Now concerning the thing whereof you wrote to me: It is good for a man not to touch a woman. [2] But for fear of fornication, let every man have his own wife, and let every woman have her own husband. [3] Let the husband render the debt to his wife, and the wife also in like manner to the husband. [4] The wife hath not power of her own body, but the husband. And in like manner the husband also hath not power of his own body, but the wife. [5] Defraud not one another, except, perhaps, by consent, for a time, that you may give yourselves to prayer; and return together again, lest Satan tempt you for your incontinency.
But I speak this by indulgence, not by commandment. [7] For I would that all men were even as myself: but every one hath his proper gift from God; one after this manner, and another after that. [8] But I say to the unmarried, and to the widows: It is good for them if they so continue, even as I. [9] But if they do not contain themselves, let them marry. For it is better to marry than to be burnt. [10] But to them that are married, not I but the Lord commandeth, that the wife depart not from her husband http://www.drbo.org/chapter/53007.htm

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