An old story exists of a king who lived in the BC era. He normally went out to check on his land and protect his people from invaders. This king decided not to go one season, as his mighty men were highly capable. They could oversee and fight any necessary battles without him. Nothing like a little more time on your hands, right?
He happened to see a woman ceremonially bathing on her roof top, and he was hooked. This woman had to be his. He met with her, slept with her and begot a child with her. In attempt to cover up his unfaithful role in this pregnancy, the king tried to manipulate her husband to leave his active military post and reunited with his wife in a love fest.

When the faithful man refused to leave his post, the royal hit the fan. In a heinous act, the king sends his loyal soldier to a battle, certain of the outcome. This man’s death. The king had been unfaithful to this couple, and getting rid of a husband seemed the only way out.
The way made, the king added this woman to his bevy of wives. His conscience seared, the king repented in a soul-telling lament, Psalm 51, but the deed was done, affecting his children for generations. At the sperm of the moment, so-to-speak, infidelity flashes hot, white and delightful. But as days run on, a stockpile of stories is invented to cover up the arranged acts of infidelity. Eventually, the exhaustion of the coverup should outweigh the joy of sex. But it doesn’t. Infidelity only entangles deeper, and it lies every single time, weaving an unholy spell.

Some of us launch into infidelity without a smidgen of thought. Others wrestle with the decision, ultimately to either land on the side of fidelity, or descend into the world of unfaithfulness. In the latter case, infidelity leaves those left behind empty, confused and truly, in a quandary. If the spouse confronts the other, their lives will become even messier than normal family life. If one remains silent, the living lie festers, filtering into the family indirectly in anger, mistrust and
inattention. The world is filled with YouTube and Facebook rants against a cheating spouse, exposing all.
With others, the infidelity remains a secret, the love child never talked about. The goal is to not hurt the children, and destroy lives carefully constructed with agendas and schedules and holiday travels. But truth will have its day, and kids are far smarter than we give them credit. Family unity is severed as a vein in a back-alley fight.

Sadly, family secrets of this nature are more common than rare. We know this. We perhaps are living this. Voice messages turn into explicit words into multi-video chats. The emotional affair flairs into the physical realm. Tech-savvy children can happen upon the recordings. A night-wandering teen can find a parent asleep on a couch, with pornography flitting across the screen.

Not a visible scar upon the child, but the heart wails a different story. “Are we going to lose Daddy?” The child wonders. “Is Mom going to leave us?”

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