3 I thank my God every time I remember you.4 In all my prayers for all of you, I always pray with joy5 because of your partnership in the gospel from the first day until now,6 being confident of this, that he who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus. (Philippians 1:3-6)
Or something to really think about? Worth reading!
When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.
Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly.
She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?
I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her!
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company.
She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.
The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane.
When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.
In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.
This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day.
She requested that every day for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.
I told Jane about my wife's divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.
My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me.
On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.
She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.
Suddenly it hit me... she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.
Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.
But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy.
I drove to office.... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind...I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.
She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.
Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away.
At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.
That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead. My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push thru with the divorce.-- At least, in the eyes of our son--- I'm a loving husband....
The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!
If you don't share this, nothing will happen to you. If you do, you just might save a marriage. Many of life's failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up. A CHRIST-CENTERED MARRIAGE IS A MARRIAGE THAT IS SURE TO LAST A LIFETIME.
So then, they are no longer two but one flesh. Therefore what God has joined together, let not man separate. Matthew 19:6
Ken took the boys fishing again yesterday to the pond on our neighbors property.... and they had a blast! Look at the fish David has! He had so much fun! They caught plenty... but only two were keepers!
This is Christopher helping his younger brothers get hooks ready!
Here he explains some pointers on fishing.
aww.... one of the small ones that got thrown back.
YUM............. the two keepers will make for a GREAT dinner!
Thanks dad for going fishing!!!! What a great day!
Ken took Patrick ... Michael and David fishing yesterday on the land next door. The guy that owns the land bought it so he would have a place to hunt. He brings us deer meat of some sort each hunting season. He has a few ponds on his land..... one which he stocked with bass the other year. So told us we were welcome to fish whenever we wanted.
This is the pond he stocked................. isnt it beautiful!?! David getting weeds off his hook...........
Ken is off with the boys again this morning............ Christopher even went this time!
I sure hope they come home with dinner................. hahahahaha :)
that my daughter made for her friend. I think she did a GREAT job! Some of the squares were donated... some I made for her... but most were made by my daughter. She joined them with a flat braid crochet stitch. I am really proud of her. It turned out wonderful and she was able to give a gift to her friend for the cost of yarn I had on hand and time she spent crocheting! Handmade gifts are awesome! Just in time ......... the wedding is tomorrow........... :)
I've been making and receiving all types of granny squares lately. A group of ladies over on Crochetville have joined a thread for making and exchanging granny squares for what we call "Friendship'ghans" They are afghans we will put together ourselves created of squares made by many different ville friends.
Here is an 8" square I made that is made up of all single crochet. This is a group of squares I recently made and mailed out to several different ladies for their Friendship'ghans.
Here is a lovely package I received in the mail the other day of 2 - 12" squares for my Friendship'ghan and 4 - 8" squares for my daughter's afghan that she is making for a very good friend. A couple neat Coffee Dish Towels and yummy sample coffee packs were tucked in the box also.
This is a group picture of just some of the squares I have been receiving for my Friendship'ghan.
Throughout Scripture, the Lord gives us evidence that many people deal with anxiety, even those considered pillars of faith. For example, we can deduce from Acts 18:9 that the apostle Paul must have felt fear, since God instructed Him not to be afraid “any longer”.
The fact that fear is common, however, does not mean it’s from God. Of course, certain situations… like hearing a loud noise when we’re alone… will trigger a frightened response. But the Lord doesn’t want us to live with ongoing anxiety.
Common worries include the fear of death, poverty, illness, old age, criticism, and the loss of a loved one or something cherished. Why do we find it so hard to let go of our concerns, even when the Lord clearly states in Luke 12, “Do not fear . . .”?
Worry can be deeply ingrained in the way we think. Sometimes we have unhealthy thought patterns that stem from feelings of inadequacy, a sense of guilt, or a mistaken view of God. It’s not uncommon for insecurity in childhood to develop into a lack of confidence later on.
Life experiences can be another factor. A person who’s lost a parent... lost a job... or family life is strained... is likely to struggle with worry.
Regardless of the cause, anxiety will take our eyes off our loving heavenly Father and focus our attention on our circumstances. No wonder God repeatedly reminds us not to fear. He wants His children to feel secure in His capability and trustworthiness.
** take your worries to your Father in Heaven! He wants you to! **
Chatting with a very dear online friend this morning................ we found this to be one of our topics and concerns............. Though we, who are children of God, can never lose our salvation, it is possible for our spiritual passion to cool. Do you feel yourself growing cold toward the Lord?
Timothy experienced a decrease in his excitement for God. That’s why Paul wrote, encouraging the young pastor at Ephesus to fan the flame of his faith. Spiritual “cooling” can happen to any Christian. Oftentimes, it starts when tragedy or disappointment diverts one’s attention. Instead of crying out to the Lord and finding shelter in Him, the believer slowly ceases reading the Bible. The Word of God is like wood in a fireplace: the flames can be kept alive only when there are logs to burn.
As less time is spent in Scripture, other aspects of the relationship with God are affected: church attendance diminishes, giving becomes sporadic, and prayer—which seems increasingly stale—is used only for emergencies.
No longer willing to stand up for what he once deemed important, the Christian soon starts to compromise. He may feel plagued by guilt and become defensive about the way he is living. Finally, the joy, contentment, and peace from God are replaced by worry, doubt, and fear. A believer who allows himself to drift will miss out on the joy and fulfillment of a rich relationship with the Lord. Think back. Is your excitement about the things of God stronger than ever before? Or has it diminished over time? If your fire needs stoking, ask the Holy Spirit to show you how.
Michaels PeeWee Team has been playing their League Tournaments this week. The team was seeded 7th..... they have continued to stay in the winners bracket by winning all four of the games they have had so far. This week has been awesome for Michael! He is really starting to feel better... and it shows in his ability and enthusiasm to play. Today Michael brought in the winning run with a line drive right over second base. This puts the boys now playing in the Champion game tomorrow. Nehawka Angels ROCK!
Michael was given the game ball for bringing in the winning run! He had his team sign it! This really meant alot to him!!! Way to go Michael! Mommy is proud of you!
Stated my day off with a wonderful breakfast with my mom and daughter..................
Then for some shopping at one of my FAVORITE places.............. :)
Of course playing in the clothes is fun too.................... so went looking.
Then home to a surprise gift from my hubby and boys.
Last Christmas while in Daytona......... this very talented lady drew this "Glamourature" picture of the boys on a piece of muslin fabric with a permanent marker. Well Ken and the boys had it framed for me so I can hang it up now. Isnt it awesome!?!
Ended my day watching my boys win their baseball games!!! Patrick pitched a GREAT game!
Michael had a great 'up to bat' night! Stole all the bases and home twice! You Rock Michael!
Thank you to my beautiful Family for a Wonderful Birthday!
Some of the boys on Patricks team play down on Michaels team. Well this week is Tournament play for Michaels team... but Patricks team had a couple season games to be played that were crossing times just enough that the boys that would play on Michaels team would have to leave the game early to get to Tournaments. So............. the kids found some friends that were awesome enough to step up and join the team for two days! Thank you sooooooooooo much for doing that! It made the difference between us winning or forfeiting the game to lose!
This is a cute picture of Patrick wearing one of the girls batting helmets during the game! He's still a stud in Pink :)
Here's our Nehawka 'Sub' team ............. Thank you K ... Whitney .... Noah... William & Zach!
for Michael. A group of beautiful ladies over at Crochetville got together via email and messaging to make this Comfort'ghan for Michael. They each made a square... sent them to one place where my dear sweet friend Sue.... who organized this whole thing... put them together and mailed the blanket along with lovely "Get Well" cards to Michael!
Here's Michael reading through his cards with his blanket on his legs while "Guinea" snuggles in his lap. A couple of the cards had decks of Poke'mon cards in them! :)
Yep............... Happy Boy covered in his blanket playing games on his laptop!
Thank you ladies!!!!
you made one little boy VERY happy! And sure put a warm spot in my heart!