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I remember it well. My sweet husband had come by the house to retrieve left behind swim trunks. As he stood on our front porch I wanted to do nothing more than leap in his arms and hold him, kiss him and touch him. Instead he stood there outside at a distance, like a stranger, while I stood on the inside holding the door open as if I was welcoming one. It just didnt seem right and it hurt that we were in this place. A friend who had been down the same road only three years before had offered to speak to my husband. I was elated. There would be change. This thing was coming to an end. Im not meting with Eddie, he answered when I asked about the supposed conversation to take place. My heart sank. My stomach churned. All of my hopes were squashed in that moment. Let me tell you something with the vigor and certainty that will not be shaken. I had my hopes in the wrong man. I thought Eddie was my savior when I already had one. (Yes Lord!!!) BUT GOD! Where my husband said no, where a roadblock went up, God had already erected another way out. When God is for you, what can man do to you? When man says no way, God will make a new way. My husband was home 2 months later without Eddie ever saying a word and the meeting never taking place. In fact, it was my husband who went in search of someone to talk to and he wound up at the very place he had been avoiding. A church! Sweet Standers, believe it when God tells you something even when it looks like you are further from the truth than when you heard it. What God says has already taken place in the spiritual realm. We merely wait for it to manifest in the natural.
Posted on: Thu, 03 Jul 2014 22:54:06 +0000

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