I frequently hear people express the post-divorce regret of waste. Wasted years, wasted love, wasted effort, wasted prayers, wasted emotional investment…seemingly, all for naught.
Most of us invest several years in our marriage relationship prior to reaching the point of divorce. As we encounter issues, we work harder, pray more fervently, and seek counsel, all with the goal of healing and improving our marriage relationship. If all the hard work pays off in a healthy marriage relationship, it’s counted a wise investment. But when it doesn’t work out…when we invest that much of ourselves into a relationship, over several years, and it all ends in divorce…it seems SUCH A WASTE!
[Republished from October 2011, with minor edits] Most of us are familiar with the Bible story of Hannah, mother of Samuel. Though barren and childless, she prayed and believed God would give her a son. Hannah is often held up as … Continue reading →
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I hugged my two youngest daughters good-bye, and kissed them each. Then, I turned quickly to leave, before they could see the tears in my eyes. Driving away from their mother’s house, the tears spilled down my cheeks. A few … Continue reading →
Sweat poured down my face and every muscle quivered with exhaustion as I strained to push the bicycle pedal down one more time…then shifted to push the other pedal down yet again. Twenty miles into a 26 mile mountain bike trek … Continue reading →
I am the true vine, and My Father is the vinedresser. Every branch in Me that does not bear fruit, He takes away; and every branch that bears fruit, He prunes it so that it may bear more fruit. (John … Continue reading →
I sat huddled at my desk, face pressed into palms supported by elbows propped on desktop, staring into the darkness of my own hands…feeling the darkness pressing in from all sides. The work day was ended. It was time to … Continue reading →