Proverbs 30.18-19 18 “There
are three things that are too amazing for me, four that I do not understand: 19
the way of an eagle in the sky, the way of a snake on a rock, the way of a ship
on the high seas, and the way of a man with a young woman.” - Agur
The above is attributed to a guy named Agur, whose name, btw, means: collector. I fancy Agur to be a thinkling (not to be mistaken with Inklings, the writers group to which CS
Lewis and his colleagues belonged. For sure, Lewis and his friends were thinklings; but they, to my
knowledge, never referred to themselves as such…) Agur observed life and tucked
away the things about it that gave him pause.
For me, for instance: I’ve long wondered why we humans
applaud: clapping our hands together in delight or approval; it seems so
bizarre that humans do such a thing. I think Agur may have wondered about stuff
like that. He said: there’re three things
too amazing for me, four that give me pause: the majesty of the bird’s
flight; the armless, legless mobility of the snakes; the invisible but visible power
of the wind; and… the mystery of a man’s attraction to a woman.
In God’s omniscience, it seems He made the pinnacle of
His creation to be a fitting companion for Adam – there is nothing on earth
more mysterious (or magical) than woman. What really got Agur was the
attraction factor: the impulse of
affection. What causes a man to settle upon that woman he deems worthy of pursuit? A guy in love is a strange
sight.
A woman, it seems is attracted to her security, and meet
purveyor of said. Man, on the other hand is enamored with the sight, the shape,
the sound, and the sensation of her; the closer the better. Her presence,
proximity, and person are his passion and pursuit. What makes 1+1? Agur
wondered. I think I do too…
And it is mysterious, but so edgy – he deems her
necessary, she responds and pulls away, or clings – and the dance goes on and
on. And somehow, together they decide that they are made for each other and with
each other, they move forward: I will do
the laundry, you pay all the bills. Where is my John Wayne, where is my prairie
song? Where is my happy ending? Where have all the cowboys gone? * Agur
said, I’ll never understand the way of a man with a maid.
I dated my wife 3 times before I proposed. We got married
three months later and this year will be year thirty-nine. We don’t recommend
this, but whatever it takes right? I love look at my bride from across the room,
or down an aisle at the supermarket. Her mystique never gets old. But I think
it’s supposed to be that way. I think Agur thought so too.
The way of a man with a maid defies logic, and sometimes
reason. One thing it never does is defy biology – I think that’s the way God
intended for it to be. My role as a man is to keep seeking the mystique – her role
as a woman, is just to continue to be her… One of four that I do not understand: the way of a man with a maiden…
Father, thank You for the gift of woman, and the gift of
my woman. Thank you for things that are so commonplace, yet evoke wonder. If God can have fun, I think You did with the creation of Woman. And sometimes,
Lord, it helps for me to not overthink things – thank You for just the way they
are, mysterious and all… Amen.
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