As a single person, I'm never comfortable about giving marriage advice to friends. But sometimes, it's hard keep silent as I watch a relationship blows apart. So I wrote the following for a very special couple.
A Chest of Hope and A Chest of Burden
A chest of hope and a chest of burden
Are the same chest then and now.
The same package with the same contents,
Through the years, has changed somehow.
A gift from God to a parcel from hell,
How quickly their views have turned.
They wanted true love and intimacy,
But freedom their hearts now yearn.
When and how did the load become heavy?
Were more added in the night?
Who was responsible? Was it he or was it she?
Now, begins the final fight.
He lifts his end of the load higher,
Shifting the weight towards her.
She lifts her end of the load higher,
Beyond the point they once were.
How will the story end? I don't know.
Where do relationships land?
Will they return the load to where it belongs,
In the Father's secure hand?
A chest of hope and a chest of burden
Are the same chest then and now.
The difference is who supports the weight.
The question is who not how.
The same package with the same contents,
Through the years, has changed somehow.
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