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My heart is breaking over divorce this week. There are so many couples that seems so pefect on the outside that are falling apart inside. How many more of my friends am I going to see break up? Statistcs say a LOT - especially if Ryan and I are in the small percentage that don't!! It's devistating to me. I think that as married people we need to help our married friends fight for their marriages! I know since I've been married that there have been - and will be more - times that I have needed a comforting word that everything would work out, a different perspective about what's going on and most importantly a friend to pray with. I want to be that kind of friend. I know my marriage is worth fighting for. I know my husband does too. We are proactive about fighting for it before we ever feel like we need to. We have a non-negotiable date night and try to make time every day to talk to each other. We laugh together. We work on projects together and make plans for future vacations. We budget and do finances together. We fight - and we make up.
We've only been married for 3 years and we don't have children. We do have a lot going on, but I am NOT being naive about things probably being pretty easy for us right now in comparison to what they might be in the future. I am praying that the work we are putting in now will help us have a firm foundation for when we hit rocky times. I also pray that when the rocky times come, I will have a friend who will help me fight for my marriage. I pray that I can be a friend and help others fight for their marriages.
Married friends - I will pray for your marriages. I will fight for mine, and do what I can to help you fight for yours. Will you do the same? Lives can be changed. I know this. I've seen enough of the hurt and distruction that divorce causes and don't want to see another friend have to go through it. Will you fight for marriage with me?

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