I know that I may portray my husband to be the picture of what a husband is supposed to me, however this was not always the case.
He used to be a world class jerk.
I love him and I married him but he was not the ideal person to get along with, let alone share a life with.
But praise God for prayer.
Let me explain. I didn't change him. I wanted to. I wanted to slap him around to wake him up. I wanted to tap on his head to make sure that there was a brain in that was present and fully functional. At some point I wanted to go out for milk and never return. I actually tried that, but driving long distances at 8 months pregnant didn't seem to be the way to go. So I stayed. And prayed.
When we first got married, my husband would raise up and flex his self-established superiority and control over me, I would cower in fear. When I was growing up, my parents never fought. My brother and I never saw as much as an argument. My husband was raised in a different. environment. So my first reaction was to leave where the danger was. After that wore off, I began to fight back and that made things one hundred times worse. Arguments turned into altercations and those morphed into police reports. Praise God for deliverance.
1 Thessalonians 5:17
"Never stop praying." (NLT)
Once I realized that I could only run so far and fight so long, I began to pray. And boy, did I pray. I prayed constantly. I prayed when I woke up and when I went to sleep. I prayed all time, just like the scripture said. I prayed when I took my kids to school and when I cleaned the house while they were gone. I prayed on the way to church and in church. I prayed while my husband talked (yelled) and after he stopped. I prayed in the grocery store, the mall, at my mom's house, the playground.
I prayed all the time.
I prayed for my husband. I prayed over his work clothes and his food. I prayed in his car and even laid hands on his and prayed while he slept. I would anoint pieces of cloth soaked in blessed oil and put them in his pockets.
I prayed for my children, who heard the fights and saw them. I prayed that God would preserve their innocence, heal their hearts and protect their minds. And I prayed for myself.
This is where it got tricky. I couldn't pray that the Lord would punish my husband for being stupid. It sounded right at the time, but it didn't make for a good prayer. So for a while I just sat. I sat really quiet and really still, maybe waiting for the words to come, maybe waiting for something to happen. Then I started to pray. Sometimes I prayed that God would show me the door so I could take my kids, run through it and never come back. Sometimes I prayed that my husband would see the door, run through it and never come back. Most times I just prayed for the Lord to give me strength for whatever He was going to do.
I asked Him to show my husband himself, so that he could see that he wasn't just destroying his family for our marriage, but himself. And I prayed that the Lord would show me myself. Why was I allowing this and what was in my that thought it was okay? I asked God to change me, so I could be okay.
See, its not always about changing your man. Most times God wants us to look at ourselves.Yes, my husband was a first class wreck. But I was a hot mess myself. I needed God more than I needed my husband. And God had to put me in a place where I could see that. My husband was important to me, but God needed to be most important. Praying brought put me in a place where I could hear what My Father wanted me to hear, and I could see Him as being most important.
When we pray, we show how big and strong God is to us. He is the Creator and He is in control. When we look to Him, we are saying "God I can't do this, but I know that you can." At that point, He takes over and does what's best for everyone. You and your husband. So while I was focusing on God, He began to change me. While I was being changed, my husband was too. He still has jerk-tendencies, but he prays, and God is working in his life as well.
Its cool to pray for a husband. Its cool to pray that your wedding will be fun and everything will be perfect. But pray before the wedding and after that too.
The marriage starts when the wedding ends.







