I am beyond grateful for my husband. I tell him he's like Mary Poppins: practically perfect in every way. We laugh, but in my eyes it's true. I've known Bill since we were kids, 12 and 14 years of age. He started chasing me at that time. He told my parents he had been in love with me since he was 12. Looking back it seems like Yah was trying to put us together since then.
Bill chased and I ran. I think I was looking for the wrong qualities in a guy. I knew Bill had the good qualities, we had grown very close and considered each other friends. Yet, I didn't consider him for myself, I actually married his best friend. This was a two year long disaster. We divorced, I moved to the city for a job and to get more education. Bill found me. I rejected him again.
We both married other people, moved back to our home town, and raised families. My second marriage. We found ourselves attending the same church. We were cordial to each other, but kept our distance. Our affection for each other and our connection as friends were always put aside for our spouses. They never really knew Bill and I were close friends at one time.
Many years later both of our marriages collapsed. One evening about a month after I left my husband and got my own apartment, I got a phone call from Bill's mother. She said Bill's wife had left him and he was crushed. He needed encouragement from a friend. Apparently she already knew about my impending divorce, but I had no idea about Bill's situation. Of course I would contact him. I texted him. And we texted back and forth for about two months.
We decided to see each other, hang out, like the old days. And like the old days, everything clicked. We fell back into that comfortable friendship which quickly became more. I knew this man, I knew his heart since childhood. I watched him be a father and husband all those years in church. He was perfect. Why was I so blinded all those years ago?
Well, the answer could be that I was not deserving of him all those years ago. I had alot of growing to do to be a woman worthy of this man. Yah knew this, he allowed my life to go in such a way that I learned, grew, matured, and purified in my faith. I am not the same girl in many ways, Yah made me better.
We just celebrated our 9th anniversary. I'm the most blessed woman. My husband is one way Yah loves me. My husband is a gift from the Most High, my loving Father who only wants the best for His daughter. I strive daily to be worthy of this husband Yah has given me.
Still a work in progress and very grateful
Teresa
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