While we were still helpless, at
the right time Christ died for the ungodly.
Dare to take God at His Word.
Dare to trust Jesus Christ for salvation. Dare to pray, "Lord Jesus, I'm a
sinner. But You have shown Your love for
me by dying to forgive my sins, and You have proven Your power to save me from
death by Your resurrection. Lord, change
my heart, and save me by Your grace."
Praying this prayer brings hope. I can always renew myself
in Christ by repenting. Even though I walk with Him, I sin daily. I fail Him,
yet He still forgives me.
I need Him so much. My doubt in my husband’s intentions with
this dinner pushes me all the time to take matters into my own hands. I pray!
Thank God He gave me the strength to keep trusting in Him. I hold on to that. I
submit to Him.
Hubby phoned in the afternoon to give me the final amount
for his car. It is ready. He wants me to pay so we can collect it today.
Thoughts of him attending the supper creep back in, I’m tempted to not pay, and
say (lie) that I could not get in the bank. Immediately I pray for forgiveness
for even thinking that. I make the payment. Hubby comes to pick me up from
work, I’ve printed and extra proof of payment to take with to the garage. I faxed
a copy from the bank while doing the EFT.
Hubby said it might be too late to get his car, I suggest
that he phone the guy and find out what time they close and if it is ok for us
to pick it up today. It is all good. We leave to go get his car. My nerves are
shot, but I pray, I believe.
We went to pick up the kids, got some Chicken and bread
rolls for supper and we had a wonderful evening. My husband did not go! Praise
God. I’m so thankful! He did make mention of it, but said he was glad he didn’t
go. So was I.
At the kids’ bed time, I read bible to them and gave each
one a chance to pray. We do this every night, and Hubby is still part of it.
Awesome. My two year old son prays his little rhyme prayer that he does before
we eat too. My 5 year old special needs daughter has difficulty remembering the
rhymes, but last night she prays, I get Goosebumps, I’m so proud. She prays for
the kid that threw a stone at her, she prays for the kid that bit one of the
other kids, she prays for her Daddy’s car that is fixed and she prays in
thanksgiving for being able to play with me before bed time. Hubby and I look
at each other in awe of our little girl that can hardly put two words together
without mixing them up. Now that is a prayer. My family is so blessed.
Just before bed time, I put hubby’s remote for the gate back
on his car keys, I notice a new key ring. I ask “When did you get this?” he
replies” Brendan got it for me” (his assistant at work) my fuse blew. I said “I
did not ask who gave it to you, I asked when you got it” He said “Brendan got
us each one a few weeks ago” (meaning one for hubby and one for himself). I’m
confused. Why would a guy, buy another guy a key ring. It has a little shark on
from my hybby’s rugby team. I leave it at that, but while I’m walking to the
room, my mind keeps going to the OW again. He was so defensive, I’m sure she
got it for him and he is just covering up. I pray, take it to Christ. Give it
Read today’s dare again, and took up Power of a Praying
wife. This time not praying for Hubby, but for his wife (me). I pray the prayer
over and over.
help me to be a good wife. I fully realize that I don’t have what it takes to
be one without Your help.
my selfishness, impatience, and irritability and turn it into kindness,
long-suffering, and the willingness to bear all things.
my old habits, mind-sets, automatic reactions, rude assumptions, and
self-protectiveness, and make me patient, kind, good, faithful, gentle, and
the hardness of my heart and brake down the walls with Your battering ram of
revelation. Give me a new heart and work in me Your love, peace, and joy. I
am not able to rise above who I am at this moment. Only You can transform
22 But the fruit of the
Spirit is love, joy, peace, forbearance, kindness, goodness, faithfulness,23 gentleness and self-control. Against
such things there is no law.
God gives me
His peace. I’m thankful, I thank Him. Hubby asks if I’m OK. I can reply with a
certain heart, “Yes I am”
God is with
me. In knowing this and feeling His peace in me, I’m open to my husband. I can
love him without hesitation. God is good!
At times like these... After your prayer. Maybe you should take a moment and go to your husband, explain your reason for blowing up, and ask him to forgive your reaction. That still there is pain about the situation.
If you cannot bring yourself to that, then you need to commit to prayer again. And read your first sentence..
Beautiful prayer by your daughter. Reminder of the child like faith we must hold on to every single day. Today was such a reminder for you as your thoughts went back to the OW. Keep up your prayer for that. You know He hears your every word. Proof right in your words - he did not go to that dinner. Praise God!
Wow that's so beautiful about your kids and their prayers. Obviously you are a testimony to them. Praise God you put your trust in him. It's always better for us isn't it? Too bad it took so long for us to figure out. You are doing an awesome job. Keep it up!
Peaches. Thanks for sharing that prayer. It's great. I know it would drive me crazy when things don't add up after asking him simple questions. Cuz my mind would run wild and I could connect the OW with anything and everthing. Be Still. Tell God how you feel and trust him to help you get through that moment.