questions of the day
At work, I am often called upon to invent a question of the day. Others ask trivia, some ask riddles, some ask us to pick the lesser of two evils. I always aim at trying to reveal some interesting aspect of our characters... Normally I wouldn't post these here, but my own answer seemed to beg a journal entry...
Last night's Q of the D: at what age, if you are still single, do you finally give up on marriage?
My answer: 40. That gives me a few months, eh? The reason I choose this number is because I think that most of the hopes and goals in marriage would be lost in my forties... Children, a sense of sharing my life -of sharing youth and maturity, helping each other grow up, and surviving the failures of naivety, I sense that the wonders of summer and winter have become too small in my heart, that my life is less a playground and more a burden... Women, how they are the most amazing thing in the world, but not so amazing that the world stops turning, not so timeless that bills become patient, not so priceless that education and a career are available only to lovers. If I meet a great and godly woman today, it seems that I no longer have enough to offer her --that I have less of myself to give...
Last night's Q of the D: at what age, if you are still single, do you finally give up on marriage?
My answer: 40. That gives me a few months, eh? The reason I choose this number is because I think that most of the hopes and goals in marriage would be lost in my forties... Children, a sense of sharing my life -of sharing youth and maturity, helping each other grow up, and surviving the failures of naivety, I sense that the wonders of summer and winter have become too small in my heart, that my life is less a playground and more a burden... Women, how they are the most amazing thing in the world, but not so amazing that the world stops turning, not so timeless that bills become patient, not so priceless that education and a career are available only to lovers. If I meet a great and godly woman today, it seems that I no longer have enough to offer her --that I have less of myself to give...