Sacred Marriage Novels & Stories

The priest, a tall man with silver hair and a kind face, sensed the gravity of the situation and began the wedding rites, his voice resonating through the sacred space. "Dear friends, we are gathered here today to witness and celebrate the union of Gael and Elma in holy matrimony," the priest began, his words carrying a weight that matched Elma's emotions. "Marriage is a sacred bond, a commitment of love and devotion between two souls. It is a journey filled with joy, challenges, and growth. Today, we come together to bless this union and to affirm the love that Gael and Elma share."

"You will be in it for the money. See him as a bank and the money he'd give you as a loan. He needs you for his own personal reasons and you need him. You're both using each other Lila, nothing is wrong with that." Lila shook her head at that. "Everything is wrong with it Ema." She said as he sat down on the couch. "I have dreamt of my marriage since I was a little girl. My husband would be madly in love with me and he'd be willing to worship the floor I walked on. And my children? I dreamt of having a lot of them. And some pets, a few dogs and a cat that would be the Queen of our house. A contract marriage is the complete opposite of that dream. Ema, I just can't."

"Silly... Of course, I want more than that, Aurora. Look, I can marry you again anytime and anywhere even if we were still married to each other. I will marry you if that's what you want my wife..." I stared at him in confusion. "Excuse me? What do you say? I mean, what do you mean?" He kissed my forehead. "We still bond with each other, sweetheart. Nothing has changed because we are still married to each other," "Huh?" "We are still a husband and wife. I did not pursue the annulment of our marriage. You are still my wife, and I am still your husband." "H-how come? But you and I have already signed the annulment papers, right?"

I raised a brow at this, "a marriage contract." "What?" "Look, my grandfather wants you to get married to me, it would take down the scandals and everything else. Now, I don't want to get married to you so the contract states that the marriage would last for 3 years and we would get a divorce-" I interrupted. "Wait, you can't expect me to just get married to you, I just met you and I want no business with you." "Don't interrupt me when I'm speaking. Trust me, I feel the same way but when dealing with someone like my grandfather you've not got a choice, it's either this or you deal with the press."

THE WORD marriage was a big word for me. If ever you’ll enter into the sacrament of marriage, you must be ready for the lifetime commitment because marriage wasn’t just a stage of life where you wanted to marry someone at first then if you get tired, you’ll leave him or her. In the stage of marriage, there was no room for playing. People weren’t playing at this stage. Before two people enter this stage, you two must be very sure that you love each other and that both are willing to enter into a lifetime commitment. Being married to someone was the starting point where you will be building a family with your partner.

His eyes meet hers, sparing her one angry look. The official nods in contentment and continues. “Marriage is a sacred union between husband and wife and shall remain unbroken. It is the basis of a stable and loving relationship and is a joining of two hearts.“ Elijah scoffs at this, making the official stop for a moment. He sends him a warning glare, clutching the book in his hand until his knuckles turn white. “We are all here today to witness this joining of two hearts”, he continues, once convinced Elijah wouldn’t act up again.

“I was hurt, too.” “Well, not the way I feel. If you can cheat on someone—” “Damn you!” She pushed me on my chest, causing me to wrap my arms around her. “I am not cheating on Keene! I married him because that was the only way I could help him.” “But you are still married, Westley. That’s the truth. Marriage is not just a piece of paper. It’s sacred. And you made a bow, remember? To have and to hold, for this day forward, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health—’“

The priest’s voice rose above the crackling of the sacred fire. “It is time for the Pheras.” A ripple of anticipation moved through the courtyard. Every guest present knew what that meant. This was the moment that mattered most. Not the music. Not the jewelry. Not the grand arrival of the groom. The seven circles around the sacred fire were the true binding of marriage. Once they were completed, the vows would be irreversible. The point of no return. The priest gestured toward the couple.

* Let God be the cord that binds you and your partner. * **** The duo laid on the couch cuddling as they listened to a sermon by a preacher of the word. “ Marriage is a sacred union between a man and a woman… ” the preacher went on to explain what he meant by that. “ Marriage is honorable in all and the bed undefiled. ” “ Christian marriage should be a representation of the relationship between Christ and the church. ” “ Husbands are to love their wives as their own flesh, while the wives are to submit themselves to their own husbands. ”

It was a promise to support each other in both ease and difficulty, and an oath to share pain and joy. Marriage was the most sacred of bonds that brought two complete strangers together and made their life one. It binds the two in a relationship where they adjust and become each other's strengths and weaknesses, respect and image. Their happiness, sadness, honor, disgrace, rise, and fall were all connected together. So how could she enter such a sacred bond with the intention to silence others? Wouldn't that be equivalent to spitting on the very bond?