I cannot begin to write how it grieves my heart and soul that my husband does not love the Lord.
He spoke a prayer 10 years ago...I did not hear it but he told me of it...that he would trust in Christ.
But that prayer has not been nurtured...it's like a seed that begins to grow in the cracks of a sidewalk. You see the first signs of life, two small green leaves beginning to grow towards the sky...but the hot sun scorches the new plant and it dies. There's no watering, no room for root growth.
I was thrilled when my husband told me of his prayer.
Ten years later, I believe he may have spoken it just to please me.
I am very sad not to have a husband who will hold my hand and pray fervently for me and our children. It grieves me that my husband cannot lift his voice to God and praise Him. It deeply wounds me that my husband does not teach our children about our Creator and Lord.
Today, I turned to the book of 1 Corinthians Chapter 7, verse 13.
"And a woman who has a husband who does not believe, if he is willing to live with her, let her not divorce him..." and in verse 16: "For how do you know, O wife, whether you will save your husband?"
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Father,
Today I have a heavy and sad heart. I have prayed for nearly 17 years for my husband's salvation, or some tiny glimmer of hope that he will one day come to know you, that he will some day become the spiritual leader of our small brood of girls. Forgive me for my sadness and sense of deep loss...and help me to love my husband, despite his lack of love for you. Amen.
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