#MidnightMadness – 3/28/2017

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“Every life in this world has been painted by God’s own hand.  That’s why I am thankful to God because when he painted my life, he included a lovely color that is YOU.”  ~CBC

*My husband wrote this note and gave it to me several months ago.  I consider it to be, one of the sweetest things anyone has ever said to me. 


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The war within…

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“When the war within your heart is great, it’s simply time to stop and wait.”  ~M


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Leaving the past behind…

Happy New Year!

Leaving behind 2016 is a welcome relief for me.  I would say it was probably one of the worst years of my life, and yet in the midst of the ugliness of it all, there were countless blessings that came out of it.  So looking back, I wouldn’t want 2016 to go any differently than it did.  I realize the pain and heartache had to come, in order for the renewal and blessings to be fulfilled.

I suffered severe depression over the past year, and tried to hide it from my family and friends.  I prayed countless times that God would take me from this world and allow me to escape the suffering which I felt I could no longer face.  I ended up with what doctors thought was perhaps a cancerous tumor.  I thought this is it, this is what I prayed for, and this is how I will die.

Then reality hit me and I thought to myself, what have I been doing?  Why have I been praying to leave my family who obviously needs me right now?  My girls had both announced that they were getting married, and my two youngest were still being home schooled by me.  I felt so selfish and such guilt for asking for such a terrible thing.  I knew I deserved whatever happened to me at that point, and I believe I still do depending on what happens in the future.

For now, my doctors believe that I am fine.  The results of all of my tests look good.  I am supposed to go back this February to have all of the tests repeated to confirm everything is still good.  I am at the point where I don’t even want to have those tests repeated.  I feel good and I just don’t see the need to go through everything again.  I have yet to decide what I will do.

While going through the cancer scare, I felt like I was going through it alone.  I didn’t feel the comfort and love from my husband that I really needed, and because of that, I ended up resenting him even more than I already did.  We had been through so much the year prior and nothing had been resolved.  I thought here’s the time I need you most, and you still aren’t here for me.  I felt like nobody was really there.  Yes, I was having my own little pity party, even though I had prayed for it to happen.  I wonder why we do these things to ourselves.  I look back and shake my head; because realistically, I only had myself to blame.

I think I spent most of 2016, just trying to figure out how to change my frame of mind.  I was tired of being unhappy, tired of being in a marriage where I didn’t feel loved, tired of not having any real friends, and mostly tired of feeling lonely.  I tried to relay how I was feeling to my husband on countless occasions, but it didn’t really sink in until September, when he found a poem I had written about how I didn’t love him anymore.  It was then that things began to change.

Finally, all of the words that I had been saying, all of the tears I had been crying, and all of the resentment that I had toward him, became apparent to him.  It was at that point, that I knew I couldn’t stay any longer.  I was ready to leave, and I was fully prepared for him to let me.  What I was not prepared for, was what happened next.  Instead of pushing me away after I spilled my heart out to him and confessed all of the terrible things I had been doing because I had been so lonely; my husband did quite the opposite, he forgave me… it was instantaneous.

He forgave me and vowed to be a better husband to me.  He blamed himself for the things that I had done to him, and said it was his fault for not being there for me.  He apologized over and over and begged me to stay.  He broke down and cried and told me that he would change.  I sat there in complete disbelief.  I wondered why he would want to stay with me now and wondered where his motivation was coming from.  I thought maybe he just didn’t want to lose me because I’m good at things, like cooking and cleaning, and taking care of the kids.  He hadn’t seemed to want much to do with me before I confessed how terrible I had been to him, so why would he want me now?

I’ve spent the last four months, wondering if his love for me is really real.  I’ve been confused about his true intentions and why he would take me back now, after I confided in him that my heart was someplace else.  He has spent the last four months reminding me every single day, of how much he loves me and how much he wants me back.  I have been resistant at times.  Hesitant to believe what he is really saying, and wondering if it will last.  Somedays I feel convinced that he really does mean what he’s saying and somedays I still have my doubts.

I thought I had forgiven him for the things he had done to me and some things that affected our daughters.  But apparently I was wrong.  I had never really forgiven him, and because of this, I just couldn’t accept his love when he was finally ready to express it to me.  I am still struggling, but really wanting to work things out.  I suppose I never really stopped loving him, but I hated the man that he had become.  Now I am left with a completely different person.  Somebody whom I hardly even recognize.  I keep thinking that I will wake up one day and this whole new him will be nothing but a passing dream.  I want so much to accept what he is telling me each and every day.  I want to love him and I know I can’t live without having somebody by my side.  Love is the most important thing to me in life.

So now that 2017 is here, I have decided to take the advice of one of my dear friends, and jump back in with both feet.  I want to try and mend what has been broken, and hopefully be able to fully let go of the past hurts and regain the love for my husband that he deserves.  We have all made terrible mistakes in life.  I need to finally forgive him the way God already has.  My own daughter even told me before she got married this year, she said to me… “Mom, Dad really loves you and he isn’t the same man he used to be.  He is a good father to us girls and he needs you.  So please forgive him and leave the past behind.”  Her words have haunted me since that very day, and I know I need to take her advice and leave the past behind.

The enemy has already tried to discourage me from doing that.  Even in the last couple of days, there have been things that have occurred, which have been reminders of the pain which I am so desperately trying to forget.  I know I can’t let that happen, and I pray that God will just be my protector and keep me from the things which I’ve faced over the last couple of years.  I know the only way I will sort everything out, is with his mercy and love covering me in every single aspect of my life.

I feel so blessed to have two daughters, who have both married within the last two months, and I am really looking forward to this new year and all that the Lord has in store for me and my family.  Despite the many tears and frustrations, I have much to be thankful for.  I believe that no matter what we are facing, there are still so many things that we can be grateful for in our lives.  We just have to look at the complete picture and consider the glass half full instead of half empty.  Many blessings to all of you for the coming year.  It’s a time to start anew and find the happiness that awaits each and every one of us!

Much love,

~M

 

 

Blessings & Curses

After-Storm

 

“He hides blessings in his curses, leaving behind perspective after the pain.” ~M

 


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On the subject of cheating…

Today was a bit of a somber day for the attendees at our local church.  It appears that our pastor resigned because of his unfaithfulness to his wife.  I am a member of this church, but no longer a regular attender.  I have found organized religion to be very frustrating at times and so I don’t go as often as I used to.  I enjoy my quiet time at home, worshipping God in my own way, without the distractions from others.

It seems that the majority of church goers these days, are generally just there to keep up with appearances.  To me, being a believer is more than just putting on a fake smile and acting as if I’m living a good morally correct life.  I don’t need the acceptance of others, and I don’t care if the world loves me without question.  God should be the only person who I look to for acceptance.  As long as He loves me, I figure I’m good to go, and the Bible plainly states He does, so there’s no doubt in my mind about that.

I do attend church for my children’s sake, because they are home schooled and they like to attend in order to see their friends on Sunday mornings.  But still… it isn’t on a regular basis.  I used to feel guilty when I would miss a Sunday, but that all changed for me over the years.  I started to see the true colors of the people who were there, and it simply broke my heart because of what I witnessed.  This isn’t the first church I have attended where things like this have happened and I suppose over the extent of my life, I have just become tired of all the drama.

I can almost guarantee, that after what happened today, half the church will leave and move on to other churches.  Each one will feel so disappointed by what they have learned, because of the indiscretions of our head pastor, they just won’t be able to find peace within those walls anymore.  And yet, if we could see the hearts of every individual that attends the church, I bet at least three quarters of them have cheated on their spouses before; at least in their thoughts.  The thing is, the only difference is, they haven’t gotten caught, and their true desires aren’t seen.  We begin to judge people before we even think about our own thoughts and the way we’ve been behaving ourselves.

I myself, have never had a physical affair, nor do I intend to, but the thought has crossed my mind plenty of times.  And given the opportunity, I honestly can’t say for sure what I would do.  To even admit to this, would probably get me kicked out of the church, and yet many others are thinking the very same thing.  I believe none of us are free from the temptations that surround us on a daily basis, and this is the reason that so many of us fail at being obedient and living Godly lives.  Even now, my heart has not been in a good place lately.  I find myself longing for things, which I should never even consider, and yet I still do.

This topic has been thoroughly discussed in my own marriage.  My husband knows that I am struggling to be completely devoted to him and we are trying to work through the problems that we are currently facing.  I am not ashamed to admit this, because I know that I am not the only one who is dealing with this kind of situation.  I have been very unhappy in my relationship and it has led me down some very tempting pathways.

I honestly don’t think that we are any different from the millions of other Christian couples out there.  I am tired of people being shamed for things, when really we should be building them back up, and helping them fix the problems that they are facing.  Belittling others doesn’t solve anything and expecting a pastor to be any different than anyone else is completely absurd.  We are all sinners and we all struggle, whether we care to admit it or not.

So today, I am feeling sorry for my pastor and his wife.  Sorry because apparently their marriage was failing and they couldn’t seem to fix what was broken.  It takes two people to make a marriage work, so I will not take sides.  I can only hope and pray, that they will now find their way through this mess that they are dealing with, and I think the hardest part will come from the conviction of the church.  They will most likely lose friends, possibly family members who cannot understand.  Their own children may start to take sides.  Who knows…. It won’t be pretty I’m sure and I just hope that they will both come out stronger in the end, for all that they have had to endure.

We never know what causes a marriage to crumble and unless we are in that relationship ourselves, I feel we have no right to judge another person’s marriage.  We can offer up helpful solutions and give a word of advice, but even in that, we have to be careful not to overstep our boundaries.  I think the best thing we can do, is just pray and let God handle the situation.  Each of us have enough of our own existing problems to deal with ourselves.