Re: I would like to share about CDD
Quite. Why, if Mr. Etheldreda took the time to convince me to agree with everything he deemed important, I'd think I had married a girlfriend not a man.
The moment I said "I Do," I meant it. Always. No need to ask again and again. I know I can trust my husband because I can trust my LORD. The way I think of it, and I think the Holy Bible will back me up here, if my husband makes no sense to my fallible mind, and if I don't agree three broken ribs, or a split lip, or a torn cartilage in my wrist is a fine price to pay for Salvation, nevertheless my loyalty is still required. Just like I don't take the time to explain to the toddler why I'm duct taping him to the high chair out of reach of food because he refuses to cease throwing it on the floor, and if he cannot grasp the concept of waiting patiently, he'll damn well grasp the concept that he doesn't have a choice in the matter and will eventually learn to obey if he knows what's good for him and doesn't want to spend the next month duck taped in the corner of the kitchen to help drive home the lesson, but I don't care, I'll do it, I will not be ignored in my own kitchen damn it, Mr. Etheldreda is in control, as the Good Lord desires. And that's good enough for me. A lesbian, I am not. I like my husband on the manly side, thank you.
Originally posted by Alvin Moss
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The moment I said "I Do," I meant it. Always. No need to ask again and again. I know I can trust my husband because I can trust my LORD. The way I think of it, and I think the Holy Bible will back me up here, if my husband makes no sense to my fallible mind, and if I don't agree three broken ribs, or a split lip, or a torn cartilage in my wrist is a fine price to pay for Salvation, nevertheless my loyalty is still required. Just like I don't take the time to explain to the toddler why I'm duct taping him to the high chair out of reach of food because he refuses to cease throwing it on the floor, and if he cannot grasp the concept of waiting patiently, he'll damn well grasp the concept that he doesn't have a choice in the matter and will eventually learn to obey if he knows what's good for him and doesn't want to spend the next month duck taped in the corner of the kitchen to help drive home the lesson, but I don't care, I'll do it, I will not be ignored in my own kitchen damn it, Mr. Etheldreda is in control, as the Good Lord desires. And that's good enough for me. A lesbian, I am not. I like my husband on the manly side, thank you.



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