My husband and I was talking this morning reflected on some rough patches in our marriage before he gave his life to Christ.  I told him I would watch other couples at church with their children sitting together, praising and worshipping in the services and wanted so much for our family to be like that.  I would see these husbands and wives loving relationships and desire to have the same so, I would go home and try to get my husband to be like the men I had watched in Church;not realizing that I had a unique marriage myself.  I just wanted a marriage from what I looked at every Sunday Morning at church. I would constantly hammer Lonnie with the word and refuse to listen to anything he had to say about almost everything because, I wanted him to be like the husbands at church.  This eventually grew us apart. We both became defiant with each other. If he didn’t come to church with me I wasn’t going to do anything with him.  Oh! I still prayed and went though the ritual of marriage but I wanted what I wanted and I stood on that foolish ground with my heart closed to him and God so I couldn’t hear the Lord if I wanted to, because I thought I was fighting the good fight. I needed him (Lonnie) to come to church and sit on that pew with me and the children and that was that, period dot. This went on for about 7 years. Now this is where it gets interesting.  Lonnie decided that he wanted to separate and take the children (over my dead body I thought). When he left I truly began to seek the face of God for answers.  I wanted to know the heart of the Father for my marriage ( if I still had one). I was ready to listen and hear. In the meantime, Jesus was working on Lonnie.  He gave him a repenting heart and my husband ask what he needed to do.  The Lord told him to go back home, she needs you.  I  need to write a book to tell all the story; this is a blog so, I’ll cut it short. We talked, we pray, we confessed and apologized, we cried and laughed and loved.  Lonnie gave his life to Christ and the next Sunday he sat on the seat next to me and our children at church.

Now briefly I will share what I  learned from the Lord.  I had to look at my husband and be the wife he needed, love him just as he was because, Christ loved us all and die for us.  I could not compare my marriage to anyone else’s.  My marriage was mine and not the other couples at church.  I had a unique opportunity to bring a soul to the kingdom by my light which Christ had placed in me.  Love begins at home then it spreads outward. I had to stop coveting other marriages.  I needed to learn the man God had given me and submit myself to him ( not as a doormat) in love, with kindness.  I did not need to hammer the word of God with him but I need to show him the word by living it. I learned to be contend in the place God had my marriage and wait in faith that the Lord would make the change.  Understand ladies, you can not call your husband out of sin, that’s the Fathers work and when the Father does call he will come because you have prayed with faith and did what you was suppose to do.  There is so much more I could give, but this is a blog. Please if you have any question, contact me.  I would love to hear from you. 

Blessings !!!!