I increasingly think that we talk a lot about compatibility - by tastes, habits, temperament, even by zodiac signs. But how often do we seriously ask ourselves the question of what we will believe in together? Not just in the sense of religion, but more broadly - what will we put our souls into when things get difficult? On what will we build what should be for life?

I know how easy it is to lose faith. In people. In yourself. In the fact that love is possible. Especially when you have experience behind you - different. Different meetings, different feelings, different silences. But this is where true faith appears. The one that doesn't promise a fairy tale, but gives strength to go through the journey.

When I think about marriage, I don't just imagine a beautiful wedding, cozy evenings, the smell of coffee in the kitchen. I imagine hours of silence, when words fail, and moments when you need to forgive - not because it's easy, but because you promised. And there, in the middle of all this, somewhere between children's toys and unripe words, faith should live.

It seems to me that marriage without faith is like a house without a foundation. It can be beautiful, stylish, even cozy... but one heavy rain is enough for everything to start cracking. I'm not saying that you need to be perfect Christians or pray on a schedule. But something in us should be deeper than just "I feel good with you." Because "good" will not always be. But "I am with you, even when it's bad" - this is a manifestation of faith in another.

I remember once, as a teenager, hearing from a priest: "Faith is not something you feel, but something you rely on when you feel nothing." I didn't understand it then. But now I understand. We will not always feel love, passion, ease. But if we have faith - in God, in each other, in the meaning of what we are building - we can get through a lot.

Sometimes it seems to me that faith is like a third presence in marriage. There is you. There is him. And there is the One who is between you, who unites, who holds when you can no longer hold each other. Without Him, everything is somehow fragile.

I relate to the Catholic idea that marriage is not a contract, but a covenant. It is not "as long as you are right for me", but "until death do us part". And yes, it is scary. But it is also truly beautiful. It's like jumping off a cliff - not because you're sure everything will go smoothly, but because you trust. And I believe that love is always an act of faith.

Can this be explained by logic? Hardly. It's like a candle in the dark - you can't see the whole path, but this light is enough to go on. The same with marriage. If there is faith in it - even the most modest, like a mustard seed - it can grow into a tree under which your family will one day sit.

I don't know where you are on your path now. Maybe you are just searching. Maybe you are already disappointed. Or you are just reading these lines waiting for something real. But if you, like me, believe that love is possible - not as an ideal, but as a living, sometimes awkward, but real - then you and I already have something in common.

Would you share a bed with a woman before marriage?

Lana Banana