My husband and I went to two separate services this morning, and we came away truly blessed by them both. My husband is now on his way to his third service for the day. He is so in love with the Lord, and it brings such joy to my heart. I prayed for over 6 years for this conversion. At times, I never thought it would come. I have to share with you that I was thinking of leaving my husband. It was not because of anything he had done, but simply because we seemed to be living two separate lives. I daily struggled with this as I knew I would never divorce him, but I did not know if I could keep on the way we were going. I felt as if we were two bodies always on separate tracks and passing in the night. Then, BAM, out of nowhere God heard my cries and He answered my prayers. God hears your cries too! He may not be answering them as quickly as you would desire but remember that His timing is not our timing, but He is never late. Hold on to this knowing He will bring you through.
With my husband's conversion, it has resulted in some changes in our home. All good changes, I can assure you! However, as with anyone my age, we do not take change too well. It is funny how we fight against the wind the older we become. Change is good if it is for the right reason. These changes are definitely for good, and I know it will only strengthen our family ties.
I had an incident this week which could have proven to be quite serious. To make a long story short, I had climbed onto a chair and then onto the top of a desk to open a vent which was on the ceiling. An individual I work with was cold and we were thinking it was because her vent was shut. For whatever reason and very unexpected, I lost my footing. I tumbled off the desk backwards. On the way down, I hit the side of the desk. I landed flat on my back on a very hard floor, and then my hit slammed down. With all the adrenaline going, I simply got up and laughed. By this time everyone had come running to see what had happened but I reassured all of them I was fine. We went back to work. As the day progressed so did my pain. By the end of the day, I was hurting from the mid part of the back of my head, all the way down my spine, across my shoulders, and in both elbows. I just wanted to get home before I broke down crying and really embarrassed myself. As if I was not embarrassed enough by now ... LOL! I managed to get in my vehicle and drive home. I called my husband as I knew he would be leaving before I got there, and I told him what had happened. Of course his first response was, "What in the world was a woman your age doing on the top of a desk?" You cannot blame him for asking. I have to wonder now myself. By the time I got home, my aches had turned into full blown pain. I took a bath in hot water, took several Advil with a sleep aide, and I went to bed. I cut on my mattress pad for heat, and the pills took me away. I knew in the morning it would be time for a hospital visit. My husband came in about 11:00 or so. I heard him come into the room, and he asked me how I was. I simply replied, "I am hurting!" Right there and then, my husband laid hands on me and began to pray for my healing. At some point, I drifted off to sleep. When I woke the next morning, it was no different than any other morning. I was pain free and raring to go. Can you believe that? Well I can! Again, what an awesome God we serve!!!
How was your Sunday? Now I am going to chill in front of the television and watch a good movie. I pray your week is filled with joy and your Thanksgiving is smothered with many blessings.
Oh yeah ... the challenge I am enduring at this time is back to getting better each day. I still cannot claim a total win but I smell the sweet aroma of victory in the days to come! Praise God!