Well I thought I would update you on all that’s been going on since I last posted. This may be quite long, so I hope you don’t mind.
I’m pretty sure my husband went to see her on Saturday. I won’t go into why I know he did, but I am certain that he did. I was upset and distraught and cried a lot that day; especially since it was two days after our anniversary. I had all kinds of visions dancing around in my head of them checking into a hotel and doing all sorts of vile things. It hurt and I tried not to think about it, but I couldn’t stop myself. The words, “You reap what you sow, you reap what you sow” was going around and around in my head. I kept trying to call him on the pretense that I wanted to come pick up a CD that I had left there and he wouldn’t answer his phone.
So finally around 4:00 he called me and said that he would bring me the CD and a box of my Christmas dishes. I had told him to leave those dishes until the house sells and then I would finish getting all my stuff out. But he insisted on bringing the dishes and the CD. He said that since he needed to run by the toll tag store, he would go ahead and bring them. I was sure that he wanted to ask me for a divorce. So I got on my knees and started praying really hard! I was asking things in the name of Jesus and begging God to not allow Randy to ask me for a divorce. But just in case, I had the scriptures about divorce in Malachi underlined and bookmarked and I was planning to use them!
So I was sitting outside reading my bible on the patio. I was trying to read Acts because I’ve been trying to study Paul and his teachings. But the wind whipped the pages and I read where it landed. It landed on John 14 where Jesus says that if anything is asked in His name he will do it. So right then I knew that God was with me. I figured whether he asks me for a divorce or not, I had the strength to go through the ordeal because Christ was with me; I was not alone.
He shows up and we’re just making small talk (I had asked God to guide my words and actions so that I didn’t lash out at him). I asked him if he wanted to sit for a bit and he did (he’s usually in a hurry). I thought for sure that he’s trying to drag things out because he’s mustering up the courage to ask me for a divorce. He acted very down and couldn’t hardly look me in the eye. I thought it was because he was guilty of sleeping with her. So I asked him if he wanted to go grab a quick bite to eat. I was shocked that he accepted because he ALWAYS says that he’s already eaten. So we went to Souper Salad and just chit-chatted. After a while, we went back to the apt and he gave me a quick friendly hug and left. When he got home, he sent me a stupid comment on my MySpace page about Red Bull (you know, the energy drink?). Crazy, huh? He hasn’t been leaving me comments lately, so this was rather odd.
So that day I felt like God had won a victory. I didn’t cry all day Monday. I even texted him Monday morning and said, “Back to work! Hope you have a great week!” He texted me back and said, “Thanks. Hope you have a great week too.” Then Tuesday rolled around and I woke up very depressed and distraught. I don’t know what it is but I get this fear that creeps up inside me and makes me sick to my stomach. I start to grieve and cry. By the time I got home that evening, I was in a full blown melt-down! I was begging God for just a little glimmer of hope. Just something to strengthen me and restore my faith. I pulled up my e-mail and saw that Randy had left a comment. It said, “So David is Chuck Norris’s nightmare now? LOL!” What he was referring to was the fact that our son David who is currently serving his third tour in Iraq had changed his name on his MySpace page to “Chuck Norris’s nightmare” about a month ago. Randy had posted a message to David about it on the 21st. Here it was the 24th and he sends me a comment about it. He’s known about it for weeks and yet he’s just now commenting me about it? I guess I felt like he just didn’t know what else to say.
Then yesterday morning I sent Randy this story I got from my American Lit class called “A Clean, Well Lit Place” by Earnest Hemmingway. I e-mailed it to him and told him that I thought he might like it. Later in the day, again the fear begins to creep up in me. I was so upset I cried and prayed all the way to my class at UNT (from Plano to UNT is a l-o-n-g drive). I was telling God that if Randy is happier without me, then fine just let him go be with her and be without me and I would just try to find a way to go on with my life without him, since I had no other choice. I said, “Lord I’m so sorry that my faith is so weak, but I just can’t take this anymore! Just take these feelings away from me and don’t let me love him anymore so that I don’t hurt so much!” I told God that if I just had a simple glimmer of hope or something tangible (short of God coming again in the flesh to tell me straight to my face), some kind of sign that says “don’t worry, everything is going to be okay” then I would feel so much better. I even looked at my phone and said, “God, come on…just a simple phone call from him would do.” But there was nothing. I took my test in class and I know that I bombed it, which increased my depression. Then I cried and prayed all the way home. I was telling God how much I don’t deserve to be happy, and just really wallowing in self pity.
Of course when I got home, there was a comment on my MySpace page from Randy. It said, “I really liked A Clean, Well Lit Place.” I called my sister and she read some scriptures to me for faith building. Of course I apologized to God for the way I acted. I felt so much better.
So then this morning, I read the part in Numbers where God offered the Promised Land to the Israelites and they scoffed at him because he told them that he would deliver them from the hands of the Giants in the land. They didn’t believe God! Here God had performed numerous miracles before them and brought them out of bondage and all they could do was scoff and try to elect a captain that would take them back to Egypt!!! Here God dwelled with them in the form of a cloud by day and fire by night and he fed them and spoke with them directly, but they couldn’t trust him that he was mightier than the Amalekites (sp?)? I simply cannot understand this…
So I was in such a good mood today, knowing that God has my back and I just have to be patient because God is working on Randy and I’m starting to see results. I’m even thinking that perhaps they didn’t sleep together, but instead maybe she advised him to come home and try to work things out with me. I’ve been praying for her too, and it is highly possible that God convicted her and told her to lead him in the other direction. I don’t know, but I almost feel like this is something God is impressing on my heart. That would explain his reasons for coming over on Saturday and going to eat with me and such. He may have been depressed because he knew she was right but didn’t want to face the truth or is rebelling against what is right. But it would also explain his comments on MySpace and him trying to somehow connect with me all of a sudden.
But of course the fear rose up in me again today. It almost seems to start around 2:00 every afternoon. I started to pray and ask God for strength. I said, “Lord, I don’t want to cry today! Can you give me some strength?” Then I felt like he spoke to my heart and said, “Have I not given you enough signs and shown you through my word and my works that all will be okay? Why are you faltering today? What was it that you learned this morning?” Then I remembered…I thought to myself, “This is just another giant. God has already given me his promise. God has given me the weapons to fight this giant and conquer him so I can live on his promises.” I felt so relieved.
I got home, and there was another comment from Randy on MySpace. GOD IS IN CONTROL!!!
Thanks for listening, and thank you so much for your prayers and support!
Have a blessed day!
Becky