divorce

This passage used to confuse me. I questioned, “so God hates divorced people? I thought God loved everybody!” But when I turned the ripe old age of 30, this text began to make a lot more sense. I don’t know if there’s something about this age in particular, or maybe this was just the first time in my life I had a lot of married friends, but entering the fourth decade of my life, I noticed the the sparks begin to fly. Suddenly, divorce was everywhere. Marriages began crumbling all around me. Lines were drawn, harsh words were spoken, and over and over, I watched friends and loved ones throw in the towel.