Since before I began blogging, I was blog reader. Okay, more of a blog groupie. I followed several female bloggers who not only inspired me, but shared the truth of God’s Word in such a beautiful way that I was literally captivated by their writing.
I lived in a fairy tale. So when I got married and life was not all roses and bliss, I didn’t know what to do. It was rough. Within our first year of marriage I was pregnant and then at 12 weeks, we found out the baby had died in utero. I underwent surgery to remove our precious baby. We were devastated and neither of us knew how to respond or care for the other. So many nights we sat in silence, rather than talking with each other.
Fast forward a few years and between my husband working an overnight job, my exhaustion of caring for 4 kids (three under the age of 3), homeschooling and very little time to spend with each other – our marriage was suffering. While I was exhausted and tired most of the time, I tried to be the best wife and mate to my husband. But, there was still something missing.
I’m finally realizing and beginning to understand that it truly is a blessing and honor to be married and serve my husband. It’s not always easy and does take a lot of balancing, but I can’t imagine spending my life with anyone else. I am learning to lay down my own selfish desires when it doesn’t matter and choose him over me. I am learning to release my anger and seek peace instead. I am learning to let go of my own pride, so that I can meet his needs above my own. When I strive to do those things and put him first, Christ is glorified. And that…should be my goal.