Better half: (n) a person’s wife, husband, or partner.
I am willing to giggle at silly things until they become dangerously stupid or prejudiced.
I have gone to a comedy club and heard a black comedian joke about his heritage and community and laughed along with him, realizing that if the jokes were told by someone with a more pale complexion, they would be radically bigoted.
But I have grown weary of the ignorance being promoted in our society by the little quips thrown out by men and women, seemingly attempting to praise the other, while obviously lamenting a hidden dilemma.
- “Women are smarter than men.”
- Or “I do what she says.”
- Or “I’ll have to check with my wife.”
- Or the notorious aside: “This is my better half.”
Actually, men and women are so ill-suited in their naturally confused culture of gender bias, that they should be quarantined from one another.
Because the true better half of both men and women is the soul.
The heart and the mind are in great conflict: the heart feels, the brain pumps out training.
When that happens, you have the climate for war.
It is in the soul that we find the arbiter.
It is the soul that says, “We have more in common than difference.”
The soul tells us, “Nothing can separate us from the love of God.”
The soul gently nudges us to realize that “in the Kingdom of God, there is neither male nor female.”
My wife is not my better half.
But we have a chance of getting along with each other when we allow our souls to enlighten us … and alleviate the half-witted skirmish between our hearts and our brains.