The pastor who was going to perform my wedding–the pastor whom I have known since I was 10–was fired from the church Sunday due to marital unfaithfulness. I don’t know all the details [nor do I want to, honestly], but I can’t help but feel horrible for his family. They were close with my parents, I am friends with his kids and extended family. It affects a lot of people in the church, and I feel badly for all of them.
Selfishly, I feel badly for myself as well. Not so much regarding the wedding, because we have time to find another officiant, but because this was a man I respected and trusted. Due to events from my childhood, trusting [or even just feeling comfortable with] men does not come easy to me. I hate this mentality that a man that does NOT cheat is an anamoly–it should be the other way around. I know a lot of women who shrug their shoulders and say, “All men cheat–it’s just how it is.” That makes me sick to my stomach.
I have a mental list of good male examples. When I start to become too jaded toward the male gender, I can look to this list and think, “See? They aren’t all bad. Here are some men of quality. Men who won’t let me down.” The list has taken some hits over the years as the men I know who are honest, faithful, and moral become increasingly few and far between.
Once again, that list is one person shorter.