If you read my post from
yesterday, you should know by now that I have been married once
before. I was actually married at 18 and in the midst of divorce
proceedings by the time I was 19. Lovely, huh? It is one of my
biggest regrets from my past. And, interestingly, it is the very
thing that God has used to teach me my biggest lessons as I've moved
forward from it. Romans 15:4 says "Such things were written in
the Scriptures long ago to teach us. And the Scriptures give us hope
and encouragement as we wait patiently for God’s promises to be
fulfilled." In other words, we learn from things that have
happened in the past.
In order to take back the
power that this particular sin had, I have done two things. First, my
divorce is not a secret. My husband of fourteen years and counting
has known all along. My children know. My friends and my church
family know. Everyone knows. And now, if there was ever a person who
didn't know, they know too. Haha- take that, Satan. Satan operates
in the darkness and shadows. He whispers half truths and lies wrapped
in fear. I would love to say that I came upon this one by choice but
the fact is, my divorce was a public thing amongst my family and
friends whether I wanted it to be or not. This one was forced upon me
in some ways, and I am glad it was. Colossians 1:13 confirms this for
me when it says, "God rescued us from dead-end alleys and dark
dungeons. He’s set us up in the kingdom of the Son he loves so
much, the Son who got us out of the pit we were in, got rid of the
sins we were doomed to keep repeating." In other words, Jesus
marched down the dark alley I was sitting in, took me by the hand,
and led me back out into the light.
I am not saying, "Jesus
told me to get divorced." Please don't hear those words as you
read. Divorce is divorce. I honestly never thought I would have it in
my past but I do. And I am not going to be telling you the exact
reasons it worked out that way. It's not vital to the story. Just
know that Shaun and I sat down with a pastor and discussed the
reasons; he agreed to perform our ceremony with full knowledge. The
"dark alley" I'm referencing above is the one where I was
sitting (in a proverbial way, not an actual alley of course) as my
world fell apart and divorce became the inevitable path I was
walking.
Moving on, the second thing
I've done is the reason that we're all here- I've learned from my
divorce. Because no matter what happened in that relationship, there
are absolutely things that I can take blame for, places where my
mistakes helped nothing. There are two sides in every single
relationship. I cannot speak for my ex-husband's side and nor will I
try. These are mine. I am claiming these up front.
1. Don't make decisions
based on feelings. Feelings are nasty little liars. There are
good ones and bad ones, but they all have the capacity to lie to you.
And making the decision to enter into a marriage covenant- a promise
that you are never ever supposed to break- based on my feelings of
fear was a huge mistake. I didn't want to be alone. I was afraid to
raise my son without his biological father around because, in my
mind, he would never stick around unless I married him. I have no way
of knowing if that was really true at this point as I acted on my
fear. I acted on it despite the fact that I could almost hear Jesus
whispering, "don't do it, take a step back and breath." I
acted despite the fact that my mom offered sound counsel to wait
until my son was born to make a decision like this because pregnancy
hormones add an entire new level of crazy to your already wacky
feelings when you are stressed out!
I find this verse is a
helpful reminder about our lying little feelings, referred to as "the
heart" in this one that I found in Jeremiah 17:9- "The
heart is hopelessly dark and deceitful, a puzzle that no one can
figure out."
2. I wanted to be right
more than I wanted to be married. Have
you heard that saying? They make memes about
it, people quote it all the
time. "Do you want to be right or do you want to be married?"
I wanted to be both and, if I'm completely honest here, being right
was way more important to me than being married. The
Bible has this to say in Romans 12:6- "Live in harmony with one
another. Do not be proud, but be willing to associate with people of
low position. Do not be conceited." and also this in Proverbs
26:12- "Do you see a man wise in his own eyes? There is more
hope for a fool than for him."
Ouch,
right? I don't know if I
realized fully that I had to
be right at the time but I
definitely liked (and still do) being right. And that brings us to
number three quite beautifully.
3. I was willing to die
on every tiny little mole hill and slope that came along. You
know how that saying goes. It's a reference to wars and battles. The
big things are the ones that you are absolutely willing to fight for
as long as it takes. You'll die on the hill if it comes to it. Too
bad I was like this weird marriage martyr. I don't even know if
that's the right way to put it, but I was willing to die on the
tiniest of hills. You see, I wanted to be right. I wanted everything
done my way. I was an adult, you know! And that meant getting my way
always. So, to the hill! What's that famous line from Braveheart?
Does that fit here? "They may take our lives, but they'll never
take OUR FREEDOM!" My freedom equaled me always getting my way.
Fyi, that's not marriage- at least, not a good one.
4. Compromise is for
punks. Compromise, shompromise.
That was my inner motto. It was my way or the highway. You want the
privilege of all of this *please imagine me gesturing wildly and
confidently at myself here* you must go along with all of my crazy
ideas. I will give up nothing. I will do everything exactly the way
that I want to do it. You will be happy with this because I am the
queen of this house.
Now,
I have to tell you that I am still the queen of this house. Just ask
Shaun. I am his queen and he is my king, but there is a huge
difference now. We compromise. We work together. I don't always have
to be right. In fact, don't tell him I said this, but I am often
wrong. Haha. Don't believe me? Please go back and re-read all of my
19 year old stupidity. I'll wait right here.
The
other thing that is different now from before is our number five.
5. Jesus was most
definitely NOT a consulted part of that marriage.
In fact, I can't tell you that he was IN it at all. I already told
you- my way or the highway. Where was the space for God's way? Though
we both professed to be believers, we weren't exactly going to church
much. Yeah, we had great excuses. (But my baby alarm clock didn't go
off until 11:30 this morning! I know, I told you he was AWESOME
yesterday!) But the truth is, we weren't prioritizing church anymore
than we were prioritizing God in our marriage. We were two broken
people making broken choices and not even trying to ask the
perfection that was available to us (God) to help.
This
verse from James 1:5 would have been helpful, though I doubt I would
have listened: " If you don’t know what you’re doing, pray
to the Father. He loves to help. You’ll get his help, and won’t
be condescended to when you ask for it."
6. You cannot ever fix a
mistake with another mistake. I
had already messed up in the sex department, obviously since I have
walking, talking evidence sitting in my living room playing a video
game right now. ;) Again, he is NOT a mistake or an accident or
unwanted or anything of the sort. He is a gift from Jesus that I
could never hope to earn. I am blessed to call him my child. However,
we all know that God designed sex for inside marriage. And there's a
lot of really good reasons (and who knows, maybe we'll talk about
them someday, but not today in this post). Trying to cover up and fix
my choice to have sex before I was married by getting married is like
putting pants on a chicken. You can do it- trust me, you can; I just
got a video from a friend confirming this- but you're not going to
change the fact that it's just a chicken walking around foolishly in
pants.
This
one hurts, but it was me for sure: " As it is, you are full of
your grandiose selves. All such vaunting self-importance is evil. In
fact, if you know the right thing to do and don’t do it, that, for
you, is evil." (James 4:16-17)
7. We were not in love.
At all. And this isn't the worldly "we weren't in love"
excuse. No. We had rejected
God in our relationship. We weren't consulting him. We hadn't invited
him to take hold of our relationship and help it grow. I can't speak
for my ex, but I can speak for me. I was a luke warm Christian at my
very best of times then. We didn't allow God into our marriage and
the Bible very clearly states that God IS love here in 1 John 4:8-
"Whoever does not love does not know God, because God is love."
If we didn't allow God, who is love, into our marriage, we were
already fighting a losing battle that we'd started for ourselves by
not inviting him in.
And
it wasn't only that. Not only did we not invite God- who is love-
into our marriage, but I didn't love that man. I told you back in
lesson number one why I got married. I got married out of fear. A
wise man once told me (at church) that the opposite of love is not
hate. It's fear. How could I possibly love a man that I had married
in fear? I have to share this verse from 1 John 4:18. It relates too
well here: "There is no room in love for fear. Well-formed love
banishes fear. Since fear is crippling, a fearful life—fear of
death, fear of judgment—is one not yet fully formed in love."
I
want to end with a few thoughts. I
am so incredibly thankful that God forgives. I am so thankful that he
is patient and always there, right by my side, waiting for me to turn
back and face him. These were hard lessons for me to learn at the
time but I am so grateful that God took the time to show them to me.
Looking back, I know that I have grown up quite a lot. I am not this
person anymore. My 19 year old self is rather embarrassing, honestly.
But this is what I feel God telling me to share today. If this
nonsensical ex-19 year old can help one marriage, soothe one guilty
conscience, poke light into one dark room with a lonely soul inside-
it was worth it.
God,
thank you for always being solidly YOU. Thank you for your unending
patience and GRACE in my life. I couldn't do life without you. I know
because I've tried and I've failed. I need you by my side always.
Thank you for being my rock, my shield, my protector, and the lover
of my soul. Thank you for loving me through my nonsense. Give me
courage today. I'll need it. I love you, Lord. Amen.