I wish I could say I have a "perfect" marriage or know couples who have it all together but that is just not the case. What I have learned throughout the years is that marriage is a learning and growing experience. Each day I get to see this growth as I draw nearer to God and place him first not only in my life but my marriage as well. I can still recall the day when I prayed for God to mold me into the perfect helpmate for my husband. I was not quite sure how this could be possible, especially because I did not know what parts of my character would have to be sacrificed to make this desire a reality. At the time when I said this particular prayer, I did not know it would require me stepping aside many times to allow God's transforming power to work within me. So without further ado here are lessons 6-11 and be sure to click on 11 Years, 11 Lessons (Part One) for 1-5 in this series.
November 14, 2009, is the day my life changed forever. It started out like any other day where I had to get ready for my shift at work, but something felt different. I could not put my finger on it, but my spirit could sense there was a disturbance happening in the atmosphere. As I neared the last couple of hours before heading home, I received a strange phone call from my husband letting me know my mother had called him and that I needed to leave work immediately. Quickly, my heart sank because I felt the seriousness in his voice and wondered if it had something to do with my father even though my husband did not mention him over the phone. So I quietly pulled my manager aside and said, "I need to leave right now because something is wrong with my father." As I got into the car, I quickly found the drive home to be challenging as my mind began to race with all kinds of thoughts.
I will never forget the day when my daughter said to her father that she did not trust him. Her words pierced me to my core and forced me to examine what I was demonstrating to her in my relationship with my husband. So allow me to back up for a minute and explain how this came about.
One day, my husband came home and suggested that we should have family night at the movies. At the time, I was pregnant and not really feeling like going out but went ahead with this plan anyway. After arriving, we walked arm in arm toward the theater and I saw some trash on the ground so I decided I would pull us around it. (Mind you...I was in the middle of our arm chain trying to lead!) Also, that same night as we were leaving, my husband guided us toward an exit and I asked if it was an emergency exit. It was at this moment that my daughter stated those heart-wrenching words.