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The Devils in Marriage: How to Guard Your Sacred Union Against Modern Threats

There is a saying among the devout—one I heard in my early days of marriage—that nothing enrages the devil quite like a strong, loving matrimony. At the time, I dismissed it as mere religious rhetoric. But years later, after witnessing the wreckage of countless unions—some shattered by violence, others eroded by slow neglect—I’ve come to believe there is truth in those words. Marriage is under siege, not by some supernatural force, but by very human weaknesses: ignorance, temptation, and the failure to adapt.  


The Illusion of Preparedness


Few enter marriage truly understanding its trials. This isn’t due to negligence, but to the simple fact that experience cannot be borrowed. As Tupac once lamented, "Nobody knows my pain; they only see my struggle." The same applies to marriage. The sleepless nights spent reconciling budgets, the quiet resentment over unmet expectations, the suffocating weight of monogamy—these are battles one cannot fully grasp until they are fought.  


Yet, this ignorance need not be fatal. The wise couple acknowledges the uncharted terrain ahead. They do not assume love alone will suffice; they prepare for the storms. Pre-marital counseling, mentorship from older couples, and brutally honest self-reflection are the tools that fortify a union before the first cracks appear.  


Cold Feet and the Ghosts of Relationships Past


The weeks before a wedding are fertile ground for doubt. Suddenly, the freedom to flirt, to wander, to keep options open vanishes. The mind becomes a courtroom where former lovers—real and imagined—stand as witnesses against your fiancé. Was Carol more attentive? Was Steve more ambitious? These comparisons are not just harmless musings; they are the first whispers of discontent.  


And then, the past comes knocking. Old flames send messages—"Congratulations… though I always thought we had something special." These are not innocent well-wishes; they are hooks baited with nostalgia. The first year of marriage is the most fragile precisely because it is the year of adjustment. To survive it, one must sever ties to former romances with the finality of a surgeon’s scalpel.  


The Unsettled Heart: When Comparison Becomes a Habit


Marriage does not inoculate against attraction. Beautiful strangers will always exist—at coffee shops, in offices, and, most dangerously, on screens. The moment you begin measuring your spouse against these fleeting encounters, you have already stepped onto dangerous ground.  


Settling into marriage is not the passive act of time; it is a decision. It is the daily reaffirmation that the person you chose is the person you continue to choose, not because they are perfect, but because your commitment is greater than your cravings.  


The Mask Slips: Bad Habits and the End of Courtship


Dating is a performance. The meticulous bed-making, the curated wardrobe, the endless patience—these are the costumes worn to win affection. But marriage is the stage where the act ends. The socks left on the floor, the toothpaste cap never replaced, the sudden disinterest in "date nights"—these are not betrayals, but revelations.  


The remedy is not silence or seething resentment, but communication—not the accusatory kind, but the kind that begins with "This bothers me, and I want to understand why we differ." Change is slow, and patience is the currency of lasting love.  


The Toxicity of Gossip and the Sanctity of Trust  


There will always be those who claim to have your spouse’s secrets. "Did you know he…?" "I saw her with…" These whispers are not concern; they are grenades lobbed at your foundation. Trust, once fractured, is near impossible to rebuild.  


An African proverb says, "There is power in ignorance." In marriage, this means sometimes turning a blind eye to the rumors and a deaf ear to the gossip. Not every suspicion needs investigation; not every inconsistency is a lie.  


Social Media: The Modern Adultery Facilitator


If the devil works today, he does so through Instagram DMs and WhatsApp flirts. Social media has made infidelity easier than ever—not because it creates new desires, but because it feeds existing ones. The harmless like on an old flame’s photo, the "just catching up" message, the secret account—these are the kindling of affairs.  


The solution is radical honesty. Share passwords. Follow each other. Let transparency be the guardrail against temptation. And if an old fling slides into your DMs? Block them—not out of fear, but out of respect for the life you’ve built.  


The Saboteurs: When "Concerned Friends" Become Enemies  


Beware the person who forwards your spouse’s flirtatious messages to you "for your own good." If they truly wanted no part in it, they would have blocked your spouse immediately. Their real aim? To position themselves as the better option—to say, "Look how they chase me instead of you."  


A good rule: If someone could have resolved an issue privately but chose to involve you, their motives are rarely pure.  


Conclusion: Marriage as a Daily Rebellion


Marriage is sacred not because it is easy, but because it is an act of defiance—against a culture of disposability, against the lure of instant gratification, against the lie that happiness is found in endless options.  


To preserve it requires more than love; it requires strategy. Cut off the past. Silence the gossip. Guard your digital doors. Choose, every day, to see your spouse not as they are, but as the person they are becoming—and to help them see the same in you.  


The devils in marriage are real, but they are not invincible. They are defeated by the couple who refuses to let complacency, comparison, or outside voices dictate their fate. In the end, a lasting marriage is not a gift; it is a victory.

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