I was free. I was sad. I was happy. I was perplexed. I was thankful. I was angry but more hurt than angry. I was forging a new path. I waited. I wondered. I forged on. I didn’t know what came next. I tried my level best. I was also disheartened. I was forty-six.

I didn’t have a career job, but I wanted one, and was striving for one. I didn’t want any job though. I wanted a teaching job. I interviewed for one, two, three and so forth. But I didn’t get them. I asked myself many questions. I wanted to find my groove but couldn’t. In fact, I interviewed for three jobs the week my daughter was born. A few more came my way, but I didn’t get chosen. I got some temporary jobs that helped out. There came a point where I decided to let it go. I wanted to teach but it didn’t seem as if God was in it.

I sat down on the divan. I lit a candle. The room was peaceful. I asked God what I should do. I was listening. I couldn’t figure it out but I wanted to. The room was quiet. It was just him and me. I waited. Eventually, after much prayer, the Lord spoke to me in his inaudible voice. First, he gave me the same message, Trust Me. He had always given me that message. Then he whispered that he was still with me. I decided to go outside and walk in the orchard.

Then God spoke again to me. It was inaudible yet I knew he was talking to me. I saw my heart bleeding. Then I saw a cross that was entering where my heart was bleeding. The cross was like a sword. I drew it on my journal paper. Then the cross stood upright and alone. I cried the cries of a broken heart for a short while. Then they stopped. I breathed deeply. Eventually, God gave me a thought for each of my children.

Quote…

‘Take away the burden of living it, put joy in its place. Transform this heart of mine. I want to live life abundant in you. Help me to choose honesty in all situations. (I want) sunshine in my soul. How shall I think toward R? in faith, believing. How? I am the God of the impossible. I can make all things new.

Josh? Listen to him.

LaVonne? Pray for her.

Thomas? Teach him.

Forrest? Love him.

Glorianne? Take time for her.

Randy? Support him. How? Seek my will. What is your will? To make all things new. The old marriage is dead, but joy comes in the morning.‘

Then I wrote the following…

‘Since near the beginning I have not had trust and I have learned to love without the comfort and security of faithful oneness. I have longed for it.The people (couples) that have close fellowship and fidelity in all things with their mates have the key ingredient for longevity in marriage. I wonder if I will ever be the participant in such a union of ‘oneness’. Regardless of all this, I will thank the Lord. He has been with me and blessed me continually. His love outpours when I need it most. I will praise him! Glory to his name. Thank you Jesus. Fill my innermost being with your presence; bless me and my relationships. Guard me from the deceit of temptation. Guide me in your will for me. Speak your truth to me. Help me to listen well. Expand my influence for you. Be my Lord in every avenue of my life~including my wants and desires, thoughts and actions. I am ready to listen and do. Remove the fear of man from my self-perceptions. It has caused me to hold back throughout my 47 years. Help me to accept the person I am, that you made as complete, not lacking any good thing. Heal my innermost hurts that hamper my judgement and thinking. Release (me). Push through the shyness.’ I wrote my thoughts like a prayer and meant them.

I was on the right path now. People were praying for me, the kids, and my erring husband. I knew he was gone and gone for good. He made it clear to me. I remember talking to Millie, a good friend of mine, and she said that she wouldn’t have stayed in the marriage if her husband wanted out. In fact, her first marriage ended because of that very thing. The divorce was a few days away. There were a few things to finish up, like the divorce language, but basically we were about ready for the divorce to be completed. The day I picked up the divorce legality, I knew it was done. My siblings sent me a bouquet and some kind words. I felt down. I had tried so hard, but I knew it was over. Now I had to think about my next steps. I had to tell my tax accountant, my church family, a few friends, and eventually where I worked.

Unfortunately, I was trying to make sense of it, but not doing it well. I was emotional, very emotional. I had tried so hard, for 21 years, but it had never been enough. Yet God had a plan for me and the children (ages 4 – 18). Later on, I would understand and take it to heart. I want you to know that God doesn’t waste anything. The divorce was painful, but he was there. Every time I was discouraged, God brought someone into my life who encouraged me. In fact, one of my friends had almost been killed by her mother but God rescued her. I was out of work for almost a year and then God brought me back to the same school. It was really amazing. My pastor was a great help. He helped me see things I was unable to see. I worked in the church with a greater understanding. He told the church about our marriage breakup, but he was so kind and gracious in how he did it. I am so glad he was.

Next week I will finish this series. I’m thankful that the divorce was long ago. It’s rather hard to bring it back now, in that so much time has gone past…but I have my journals and I’m in a much healthier state.

God is beautiful!