I've just this minute finished ironing Dave's shirts. A marvellous antidote to how I'm feeling right now. Dave has gone again. He was home for a couple of days. My emotions were all over the place as I posted on Facebook. Self-examination is interesting though. I know my heart is the one place God looks. Anger has to go, self-pity has too. I am a mess of emotion, but as I ironed I started to wonder how God could be glorified. Perhaps just by being honest with Rosie as she came in and saw my quiet tears. "Mum, don't be down-hearted"
"OK, I answered, "I know God's got a plan"
Perhaps how I behave will help my son to see Jesus is real in my life. Perhaps this is speaking volumes to him about faithfulness and how I am determined to keep my marriage vows. I don't know how God will use all that's happening in my life right now. I know I have to trust him.
Tears are good because with my tears I turn to God and my hard, angry, hurting heart softens again.
I just have to keep putting Dave and my marriage into the Lord's hands.
Saturday, 7 May 2011
Friday, 29 April 2011
Royal Wedding day ~ 29th April 2011
It's been a beautiful day. The wedding was wonderful. The church service moving. Vows were exchanged and I remembered the day I made mine. Nearly 19 years ago now. Let me introduce you to my blog; the patient wife. I was actually hanging out my washing this afternoon and thinking about my marriage and the words 'Patient Wife' came into my mind. That is my title, with God's good grace, I am the patient wife.
I'm not sure how this blog will evolve. It's my prayer that my writings will encourage other women, perhaps women who are themselves learning to be patient in afflictions. It's also my hope that my life will glorify God in every way-he who is teaching me to be patient, loving, humble, gentle and kind in the face of adversity.
I dare to be a different wife. I am at odds with the society of today that says it is my right to have happiness and thereby divorcing my husband would automatically give me the chance of finding the 'right' man who would make me happy and contented. It is true that my marriage is in difficulty. I am feeling unloved and unwanted, and frequently abandoned.
But I choose to trust in a God who has saved me and I wait patiently, praying, still loving, still serving. Perhaps my prayers will not be answered in the way I would like, but I have a heavenly father who holds all of time and space in his hands and I must trust his purpose and his plan for me.
To the world perhaps I seem to be a foolish wife, but I write with confidence in the God who loved me enough to send his son to die for me.
Perhaps you would like to join me as I wait patiently.
In His Hands
Yvonne
I'm not sure how this blog will evolve. It's my prayer that my writings will encourage other women, perhaps women who are themselves learning to be patient in afflictions. It's also my hope that my life will glorify God in every way-he who is teaching me to be patient, loving, humble, gentle and kind in the face of adversity.
I dare to be a different wife. I am at odds with the society of today that says it is my right to have happiness and thereby divorcing my husband would automatically give me the chance of finding the 'right' man who would make me happy and contented. It is true that my marriage is in difficulty. I am feeling unloved and unwanted, and frequently abandoned.
But I choose to trust in a God who has saved me and I wait patiently, praying, still loving, still serving. Perhaps my prayers will not be answered in the way I would like, but I have a heavenly father who holds all of time and space in his hands and I must trust his purpose and his plan for me.
To the world perhaps I seem to be a foolish wife, but I write with confidence in the God who loved me enough to send his son to die for me.
Perhaps you would like to join me as I wait patiently.
In His Hands
Yvonne
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