The problem here is that this kind of commitment looks only like the better... not the worse. It serves me, gives me what I want, when I want it, and in the condition that I choose. It's easy to pay for an adorable, healthy little creature of my choice.
Something tells me commitment looks a little different. Perhaps it's a pet store that has all of the puppies wrapped up in little grab-bags (I know that's cruel, bear with me.). I know I'm going to get a live animal, I can see it moving around in the bag... but I don't know what it will look, smell, feel, or behave like. For the sake of relationship (and for the sake of freeing one little creature from its inhibiting grab-bag!), I choose one. I must pay for it, just the same - and it must be the highest cost, because the cashier doesn't know what's in the bag, and it just might be the offspring of an award-winning pedigree. So I pay the price and the puppy is mine to take home, to be responsible for, and to cherish. I earnestly tear open the bag and...
The puppy has only three legs and a mound of other "problems."
Does this mean I can get a refund? Should I even desire a refund? Should I grudgingly keep the puppy for the duration of its life, constantly reminding the pooch of its second-class status? Could this mangled little animal, with its behavioral and physical ailments ever bring me joy, or be worth the cost?
It could be such a let-down. Or... it could be true love, the kind our Savior has committed to us.
I am not saying this because I am in need, for I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances. I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret* of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. I can do everything through Him who gives me strength.
-Philippians 4:11-13-