The Mark of a Christian is NOT Docility
Sponsored
Catholic365 is sponsored by
Road to Purity
There was a time when I wasn’t looking for love. I didn’t trust it. I had learned—through heartbreak, through betrayal, through the painful grip of narcissistic abuse—that love wasn’t safe.
I had been in relationships where I was controlled, belittled, used. Where love was a weapon, not a gift. Where a man’s presence felt like a trap instead of a refuge. And when I finally broke free, I promised myself I would never allow myself to be vulnerable like that again.
But here’s the thing about walls—they don’t just keep out the bad. They keep out the good, too.
So instead of looking for love, I looked for security. I thought if I could just find a man who could pay for everything, who could provide me with a big house, an easy life, a way out of the struggle—then I’d be safe. I wouldn’t have to rely on anyone for emotional security, because I’d have material security.
That’s what the world told me mattered.
And for a while, I believed it.
Because the world tells us that money is what makes a man valuable. That provision is only financial. That a good man is one who can take away every struggle and make life effortless. But the world lies.
It doesn’t tell you that you can have the beautiful home, the expensive car, the comfortable lifestyle, and still feel utterly alone. It doesn’t tell you that a man can give you every material thing you ever wanted and yet leave you starving for something deeper. It doesn’t tell you that a house isn’t home if there’s no real love inside of it.
I had to learn that the hard way.
There’s an agenda behind this lie.
Society tells women they don’t need men for anything except financial stability, and it tells men their worth is tied to their paycheck. This is more than just a cultural shift—it is an attack on the family.
Because when men and women stop needing each other, when they stop seeing the value in true partnership, when marriage is reduced to a financial transaction or an outdated obligation, the foundation of the family crumbles. And when the family crumbles, so does everything else.
Satan doesn’t destroy families by force—he convinces people to destroy them themselves.
So we chase the wrong things.
Women look for comfort instead of commitment.
Men look for conquest instead of covenant.
And both end up empty.
I chased comfort. And I found it—for a while. I had the nice place, the beautiful view, the lifestyle that should have felt like success.
But I was miserable.
Because money isn’t love. A house isn’t home. Security isn’t the same as safety.
I longed for home, but I didn’t just miss a place—I missed belonging.
And then, when I least expected it, God opened my eyes. He didn’t just reveal what I was missing—He showed me what I had been blind to all along.
A real man, a good man, isn’t defined by his bank account. He isn’t measured by his job title or whether he can buy a woman a luxury lifestyle. The world has it dead wrong.
A real provider is so much more than a paycheck. He is a man who:
The world overlooks the man who quietly leads, who listens more than he speaks, who shows his love through actions rather than empty words. It doesn’t see the value in a man who doesn’t just say, "I'm here for you," but proves it every single day.
A man who wants to be your hero in all the ways that matter—not with grand gestures or flashy gifts, but by making sure you’re safe, cared for, and never alone in your struggles. The kind of man who notices the things that others don’t. The one who watches over you—not because he has to, but because he wants to.
The kind of man who pays attention when you’re lost in thought, who can tell when something is weighing on you before you even say a word. The kind of man who doesn’t just tell you to drive safe but actually means it, because your well-being isn’t just a casual concern—it’s personal to him.
The world sees this man as ordinary, but he is anything but.
Another lie the world tells us is that we have to be a two-income household to survive. That living on one income is impossible. But that isn’t true—I've been surviving on one income for 12 years as a single mom.
There are sacrifices, yes. Maybe not every want is fulfilled, but God provides every need. And that is the kind of security money can’t buy. We can if we leave the consumerism mindset behind.
"Therefore do not be anxious, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ For the Gentiles seek all these things; and your heavenly Father knows that you need them all. But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things shall be yours as well." – Matthew 6:31-33
So many people chase wealth because they believe it will bring peace. But true peace isn’t found in luxury. It’s found in knowing that even with a simple meal on the table, God is in control.
The best kind of man isn’t the one who hands a woman a credit card and tells her to go buy whatever she wants. It’s the man who notices when she hasn’t eaten enough and makes sure she does. The one who tells her to go to bed earlier because he sees she is running on empty and he genuinely cares. The man who watches out in ways she doesn’t even realize—who pays attention, who remembers the little things.
He is the man who doesn’t have to say, "I will always protect you," because it’s already evident in the way he lives.
He’s the kind of man who sees the struggles and stands firm beside them, unwavering. The one whose love is proven in the quiet, steady way he remains present, always faithful, always dependable.
The kind of man who may not be the richest in money, but is wealthy in all the ways that count—in faith, in devotion, in sacrifice, in love.
"Houses and wealth are inherited from parents, but a prudent wife is from the Lord." – Proverbs 19:14
A truly great man's worth isn't measured by his bank account or job title. Because at the end of the day, what truly matters isn’t how much a man earns, but how much he gives of himself—his time, his love, his leadership, his protection, his unwavering presence.
And that kind of man? That’s worth more than all the riches in the world.
Laura Rosenberg is a dedicated single mother and a joyful Catholic convert who entered the Church at the Easter Vigil in 2017. With a fiery passion for her faith, Jesus, and pro-life advocacy, she brings a unique perspective to her writing. As a survivor of domestic violence in the form of narcissistic abuse, she shares her journey of resilience and faith, offering hope and inspiration to others. In her free time, she enjoys spending quality time with her daughter and deepening her spiritual life through time spent in Eucharistic Adoration, attending Mass, spiritual reading, and fellowship with other devout Catholics.
