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Originally Posted by Aquila
The Quaker wedding was beautiful in its simplicity. And knowing that we were not entangled in the civil marriage system gave us much peace. And we were very much secure in our faith and understanding of being in covenant in God's eyes after the Quaker tradition. However, after Christina's father died and her mother had to work out some legal complications in order to begin receiving a portion of his Social Security, Christina began to have some concern because she won't be able to receive any Social Security from me upon my passing. So, we began tossing around the possibility of going downtown and getting a "civil marriage". During that period we felt like we were in limbo. At times we felt especially blessed to be in a covenant marriage, but at other times we felt that maybe we should consider a civil marriage. And I even proposed a second time to try to cheer her heart, telling her that if she felt the civil marriage was necessary, I'd gladly take her to be my fiancé again. We it was a gushy moment, but that's how that evolved. In the context of our consideration of civil marriage, I called her my fiancé. However, I also never ceased to call her, or consider her, my wife.
Although it is an entirely different tradition, ancient marriage custom is similar in its interchangeable terms. For example, when a couple were betrothed to marry they were said to be espoused or betrothed to one another, or they could also be addressed as husband and wife, even though they were not formally married yet.
So, one can dig up my words to throw stones if they like. I guess I just didn't make a big deal out of it either way.
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Bro, the point isn't that you were calling her your finance when you were around her. You were calling her your fiance to US. Think about it, my dear Baron von Munchausen. If you literally believed that your girlfriend was your "covenant WIFE" You sure didn't let the rest of the world know that. No, sorry you are filled to the brim with BALONEY.
Bro, no one should even consider not one syllable from your lips, or finger tips. You are so banged up it isn't even funny anymore.
You could of come clean and explained the truth of the matter.
But, no, as Chris/Aquila style, you chose you defend the indefensible.
You got caught, and you lied a mile long.
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