No longer on eggshells

I couldn't believe my husband would say such things. I was totally crushed. As he stormed out of the house, I just sat there wondering if our marriage would survive this latest round of accusations and damaged feelings. There seemed to be so many unresolved issues. An overwhelming feeling of self-pity swept over me, and I began to cry.

I had prayed so diligently for a healing of our situation, yet I had never felt less appreciated, less free really to be myself. Instead of mutual happiness and fulfillment, there was only strain and lack of trust.

I continued to pray, and all of a sudden I felt a comforting presence. I looked up, thinking my husband had returned and was surely going to apologize. But there was no one there—no physical being, that is. I realized that what I'd become aware of was God's love for me in that hour of sadness.

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Through a spiritual lens—CUTTING EDGE
May 24, 2004

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