Day 71—Love, Marriage, and Spiritual
“Is there a "leaving" issue you
haven't been brave enough to conquer yet? Confess it to your spouse
today, and resolve to make it right. The oneness of your marriage is
dependent upon it. Follow this with a commitment to your spouse and to
God to make your marriage the top priority over every other human
references ‘leaving’ as breaking a natural tie. “Your parents step into the
role of counselors to be respected, but can no longer tell you what to do.”
Last round I expressed this as an issue I was still working on due to the very
close relationship I have with my parents, but I believe from then to now, God
has worked wonders and rather than this being a weakness, He has turned it into
a strength. I deeply respect what my parents have to say, but I do not let it
affect me as it once would have. I am better able to discern their words and stand
for what I believe in—my marriage. Cleaving can now occur—the joining of my
husband and I’s hearts that is required to experience oneness.
This round I do not
think the ‘leaving’ had anything to do with my parents. I of course did not realize
that till after it took place…
Last week my friend invited
me to go to her church with her. I kindly said no since my Dad and I were
already planning on going to our church. This week, however, I asked her if she
wanted to go. My thought was that I would check it out. I know my husband does
not like the church I go to. He feels it is too big. I just never cared enough
to listen because he would rarely go with me anyway and I love the messages my
pastor speaks each week. My friend accepted, so the plan was to go to church together
and then breakfast afterwards. Well, last night she sent me a text saying she
couldn’t go due to getting sick herself. I felt torn at this point. Do I still
go check out this church by myself (this is something I definitely would not
normally do) or just go to my church’s service? I prayed about it and God led
me to checking out my friend’s church by myself today.
Right away I felt at ‘home’
when I walked in. Ironically, it is located where I attended elementary school,
but I did not recognize the inside anymore because of how they changed it. It
was neat to walk into the place I hadn’t stepped foot in since 6th grade.
Worship was fantastic—reminded me a lot of my church’s worship. Then the pastor
starts his message—on Spiritual Warfare.
I was in a seat in that church for a REASON. There could not have been a
more applicable message that I needed to hear. I referenced my husband experiencing
spiritual warfare yesterday, but this brought a whole new light to it—a light
for me to relate to it. The enemy will use whatever he can to cause warfare in
our lives—love and marriage obviously being one of them. We, as armored Christians, need to
find the fight that needs to be fought (for our marriages), fight the fight the
way it needs to be fought (way of the Spirit not the flesh—praying for blessing
not curses), and we need to fight the fight when it needs to be fought. We are
not a doormat, but a doorframe! My belt of truth is now tightened tighter, my
breast place of God’s righteousness is now stronger, my shoes of peace are now
quicker, my shield of faith is now held higher, my helmet of salvation is now
harder, and my sword of the Spirit is now sharper. Bring it!
After the message,
pastor was feeling moved to have an unplanned baptism. I all of a sudden felt
my heart being pulled to do it. I was like no way—I’ve already been baptized
years ago, I have no change of clothes, I was not planning on going home
afterwards, I had no one here—everything I could think of not to do it. But God
doesn’t give up that easy and I eventually obeyed. I grabbed my stuff and walked
up front to be baptized for a second time in my life, but the first time truly experiencing
the reason why behind it—to mark what this journey has been all about—my recommitted
relationship with Christ—shedding the old me and celebrating the new me in Him.
I was so overwhelmed with emotion as I made my out of the baptism pool. I made
it to my car composed, then was flooded with visions of this whole journey and
just started to weep. Little did I know, dare complete—leaving my “parent
spiritual home.” I knew, today, I found my new spiritual home and look forward
to my husband joining me when ready.
Praise God.... you are such a testimony to everyone on this journey. And to those around you. All I can say is praise God!