My Husband

As I have said before I love the book of Isaiah. Here are two of my favorite verses from the 54th Chapter. They really speak to me these days. God is my husband, no matter what happens with my earthly husband.

5 For your Maker is your husband— the LORD Almighty is his name—the Holy One of Israel is your Redeemer; he is called the God of all the earth.
6 The LORD will call you back as if you were a wife deserted and distressed in spirit—a wife who married young, only to be rejected," says your God.

Today is March 30th, in 6 days Don and I would be celebrating our 17th wedding anniversary. Well, it will still be our anniversary, it's just that there won't be a celebration. I am feeling led to send him a note (not something my fleshly nature is really dying to do). Guess I'll give it a couple of days to roll around in my head before I write it and then send it off.

I told Ellie today that she and David would be going to see my new best friend with me tomorrow. (my counselor, Laura). I really didn't think she'd give me much trouble, but boy was I wrong. She gave me the eye roll and said "oh, so we have problems". I had to bite my tongue so as not to say, duh....................! But I told her it was something I was asking her to do for me and I wanted her to have a relationship with her father and I'd never been through something like this before so I needed help figuring it out. Now I really can't wait to tell David. Again, if anyone is out there, please be praying for us tomorrow.

On to a totally different topic: when I first was diagnosed and the doctor's at Northwestern told me I would never get my life back as I knew it, I had three prayer requests. They were-

• for complete healing (which would be a miracle)
• for joy in the midst of these cirumstances
• to do or attempt to do some of the things I've been missing

I realized that I've stopped praying for those things. I'm writing this here, so that I am accountable, I am going to start asking for those things again. I've become WAY too comfortable not trying some things I need to try. I don't even attempt to go out to the mailbox. I need to try. I will post on the things I try, the joy I find, and the healings (however small) that God shows me. God is my husband and HE may begin by healing my broken heart!