Giftie

Supose a christian women is married to a man who she believes God has palnned to be her husband. Things looks bright and her marriage is the happiest moment of her life. Unfortunately after two year the husband changes his godly ways and start abusing her and torturing the innocent children. He sleeps with many women and is always drinking sometimes and takes the money this womens earns to provide for the children. After going through counselling the husband asks for forgiveness and promise he will change his ways and the women is happy that finally her husband has comeback to his senses. Few months later the husband goes back to his filthy ways and abuse the wife and the children and the story goes on and on. This story isn't a strange one. I want to know if the bible allows this woman to divorce the selfish iresponsible man and seperate herself from him. Or should she not divorce him and let him continue abusing her and her innocent children?

I don't need your opinion, but only solid facts from the book of life. When God created the human race, when and how did some become white and some become black? And why the big difference? This question has nothing to do with racisim or any form of racial differences, i only need to know if there is any trace from the scriptures of this difference in colors which had created so much controversies worldwide. Can we take it from the scriptures?

She puts her hands around my shoulder and smile, I can tell she loves me deeply by the way she smiles, she knows i love her too, but how do i tell her? I know whats already in your mind....i'm sure you are wrong, she is not a the lady i want to propose to, she's my mom. Yes my mom. She had been there from my childhood, she swept the City streets so i could go to school. She scrubed people's toilets so i could wear new shoes. If ever i had a nice supper it was because of her. When my dad couldn't wait for me to grow she was always there. And many times i hurt her but she had always loved me. She reminds me of the virtuous women in the last book of Proverbs, who prepares a meal for her children early in the morning. Like many loving and caring moms out there, she is the best thing ever happened in my life. Yet i have this sad truth that is eating me alive, that is i had never in my entire life, hold her hands, look into her eyes and tell her that, "mom....i love you, and i want u to know that u r the best thing that ever happened in my life" Just the thought of that, shake my heart with fear, when ever i try to say that, i just stand there speechless, my tounge dry with empty words. Do i really love her? With all of my heart i do. I wish i had kissed her goodbye every morning she stood at the door and watch me run to school. I wish i had said i love her every nite before i went to bed. Sometimes i think i'll say it on the mothers day.....but on the mother's day i say i'll do it on her birthday....the sad truth is that until this day, i still haven't looked at my own mom and tell her that "i love you" I admire those soapie scenes on TV, i wish i could i could hold her hands like that other young man i saw at the shopping mall. Why can't i tell her the simplest words that means so much to her. Maybe i don't need to...after all i love her and she loves me too, is there a need for me to express that further? Maybe i sound strange to you, because you have said it to your mom a million times since you were 7 years old. But how do i tell my own mother that i love her? Gift, 24 Yrs male. Cape Town, South Africa Email: giftsmot@hotmail.com