WHEN 2=1

Genesis 2:21 "And the Lord God caused a deep sleep to fall on Adam, and he slept; and He took one of his ribs, and closed up the flesh in its place. 22 Then the rib which the Lord God had taken from man He made into a woman, and He brought her to the man.

23 And Adam said:

“This is now bone of my bones

And flesh of my flesh;

She shall be called Woman,

Because she was taken out of Man.”

When God the Father escorted Eve to Adam, Adam exclaimed, "Bone of my bone! Flesh of my flesh!" and embraced his gift.
A gift's value is determined by the one who gives and the one who receives...Eve was most highly valued. She was not one more animal. She was not from "Venus". Eve was not an accoutrement to be used and discarded. She was Adam's flesh. She was his bone...literally.
What began in physical reality is still possible in depth of mental, emotional and spiritual attachment. Marriage is a sacrament...an outward sign of an inward act of grace. 
Marriage is a miracle of two separate individuals acting ever on the behalf of the other, living for the sake of their union, modeling the incredible Divine Trinity. What was, comes into something new

and gives us a picture of what will be. 
Once I was a Morris, a reserved Baptist from Lancaster,  and Phil was a Carnuccio, a wild, fresh convert from Little Italy...well almost. Together we form something uniquely joined for God's glory. We are limbs that are stretched further than before,
eyes that are opened wider than before
and ears that are listening more intently than before
"us".
 Everyday that we fight through the barriers of knowing and caring for each other's hearts, we become increasingly inseparable.  No question, we are not alike (thank God) but we are one. And if Phil loves me and cares for me out of that oneness, as if caring for his own body, I will be very loved indeed! 

Paul said, "A husband ought to love his wife, as he loves his own body.' Eph 5:28. 

How different would culture be if husbands treated wives as their own flesh and bone?
But men abuse and women use and children treat the most sacred connection of all with complete disdain. Like a dark comedy playing out on a world stage, marriage has no consequence because it is entered into with nothing left to give in heart, in mind or in deed.   A pseudo sense of intimacy lasts for a few moments, a few fleeting days...weeks...maybe months before it is torn and tossed... ripping flesh and breaking bone. There is no true "oneness" to be had because it has been given away piece by piece. Piece by piece we shed  humanity until feeling little more than animal urge and instinct; 
crawling to the grave, 
fractured frames of a man and woman that could have been. 

Of course, I cannot say it better than Shakespeare:

"How comes it now, my husband, O, how comes it,

That thou art then estranged from thyself?

Thyself I call it, being strange to me,

That, undividable, incorporate,

Am better than thy dear self's better part.

Ah, do not tear away thyself from me;

For know, my love, as easy mayst thou fall

A drop of water in the breaking gulf,

And take unmingled thence that drop again

Without addition or diminishing,

As take from me thyself, and not me too.

For if we two be one, and thou play false,
I do digest the poison of thy flesh,
Being strumpeted by thy contagion.
Keep then fair league and truce with thy true bed;
I live dis-stain'd,
thou undishonoured. "

Adriana- A Comedy of Errors

The One who let His flesh be ripped is our hope of being made whole. He is the hope of inward grace shifting a life, 
and making two,
one.
Jesus prayed to His Father:
"The glory which You have given Me I have given them, that they may be one , just as We are one; I in them and You in me, that they may be perfected in unity, so that the world may know that You sent me and loved them even as You have loved Me."
John 17: 22-23

The hope of the world begins in the homes of His people,
when two equal one.