It was a dark dark night of the soul. I left home to find myself, I came back broken and shattered into a million pieces. My heart had deceived me once again and I couldn't handle the reality that was surrounding me.
I was for sure going to be "punished" by my Heavenly Father; of this I was certain. Every desire in my heart would be witheld until I was foolish no longer. But I have a good Father, who loves to give me good gifts.
"Every good thing given and every perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of lights, with whom there is no variation or shifting shadow." --James 1:17
"If you then, being evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father who is in heaven give what is good to those who ask Him!" --Matthew 7:11
Suddenly and so very unexpectedly enters in the man I would one day call my husband. I knew of him, but I didn't know him. I didn't know then what made him tick, I didn't know his dreams, desires, his testimony. All I knew was that he left his life behind in Texas to pursue his 2 year old daughter, and that he loved Jesus.
But, beloved, he knew me. He knew the very fragile, broken condition of my heart. He knew my sorrows and my tears; and he knew the words to say to encourage and strengthen my heart enough to believe that Jesus was big enough to heal my scars and restore my dreams.
It appears, that this man had been praying for me since before I'd left on my so called grand-adventure. "She'll be back," he'd told his roomate (my good friend at the time). And six months later, I was. And six months later, he was waiting for me. And then he kept waiting when I cut off all male contacts for six weeks so that I could "heal" (or attempt to) from all that'd gone wrong.
My Husband Rocks because God used him in the most unlikely way at the most unlikely time in my life. When I was shattered, my husband was willing to love me and see straight through me, though no one else did. He rocks because even in my most vulnerable state, he took the utmost precaution with me and my heart. He rocks because he's always been an outstanding father and he's given me a precious gift; our two daughters.
My Husband Rocks because he still does all these things and more.
But most importantly and above all else, he rocks because he has taught me how to love like Jesus. The utmost goal in our life is to glorify Christ and become like Him. We are to love Him above all else and consider this the greatest desire and fulfillment of our lives (Matt 22:37, Phil 3:8). In my relationship with that man, I have learned (and am always learning) the meaning and the truth found in 1 Corinthians 13.
When everything stopped being perfect and "story-book" like in our lives and in our relationship, I had to learn (probably for the first time in my life--and furreal) how to lean upon and rest upon Jesus; His promises, His truths, His wisdom, His counsel and His love. When darkness threatened this three-fold-cord I learned what it meant to interceed and what it is to partake in the fellowship of Christ's suffering. I learned to serve and give of myself and I learned to love.
In him being the very man God intended, I have found one who always challenges me to love bigger, give more and live better. And in it and through it and on it and whatever else there is, my husband gave me the greatest gift anyone could ever give me. He led me straight to Jesus!
My Husband Rocks because he doesn't have to do anything but be himself for his little girls (and Momma!) to love him, and because in his God-given greatness he leads us straight into the arms of Jesus every single time!
That man is my good thing and my very good gift! <3
*This post is a contest entry in Time-Warp Wife's "My Husband Rocks" contest. Nevertheless, it's so nice to boast about how utterly amazing my hubbers is! :)