When the hurt and anger begin to overwhelm me....I pray. When I can't understand the why....I pray. When I don't think I'll make it through the day.....I pray. When I can't forgive.....I pray.
Prayer has been an important part of my daily life for many years. I have spent countless hours praying over my marriage and my children. Anytime we are struggling in some area, I take it to God in prayer. God has been so faithful to answer numerous prayers for my family.
During my current situation, I know that the only way to prevent bitterness and anger to take root in my heart is to pray. God knows what's on my heart, even if I can't find the right words to say.
When the pain is too great to put into words, He knows. When it's too hard to keep going, He carries me. When the tears won't stop falling, He comforts me. When I yell out in anger, He hears.
When I choose to pray for my husband in the midst of the mess, it changes me. It changes my attitude and my focus. It reminds me that only God can change my husband's heart and bring about repentance.
God calms my heart in the midst of the raging storm around me. I hear that still small voice whisper, "Be still. Rest in me. Hold fast to my promises." In the resting I can say, "It is well, it is well, through the storm I am held. It is well with my soul."
I am a Christian, a wife, a mom, a VBS crafter, a coupon clipper, a thrift store shopper, a football fan, a cook, a student of the Bible and an avid reader.