Recently we have witnessed, the ending of three families on our street. Many of the people in our subdivision, are people in their late thirties to early fifties. They are families raising children of various ages-a few children, have just begun their college journey.
While we don’t make it our business to know what is going on in the homes of other people, when a spouse seems to be missing, houses are suddenly for sale or a different woman or man is coming around, one can’t help but notice that things have changed.
As we have noticed these changes we have been grieved. Grieved for the children that are now living between two homes. Grieved because a partnership and possibly a friendship has ended. Grieved because what was meant “to be for the rest of my life” is now torn asunder.
Over the last few months, we have faced our share of marriage challenges. Sometimes the challenges were intense enough to have a thought of getting a divorce (destroying our own family). Sometimes there have been just minor misunderstandings. Sometimes it seems as though there are days that we cannot make it through without being upset with each other about something.
Marriage is work. Marriage is hard. The enemy hates marriage. As I have thought about writing the next part of Sarah’s Life, I have begun to take note that often the enemy comes in with destruction through subtle ways, seemingly harmless thoughts, moments of doubt and/or in ways/people/situations that we don’t have our armor up for. In Sarah’s life, she did not recognize the enemy speaking to her (Yashar 23:76-86). He came to her twice in a form that was not threatening. The form that he took, was viewed by Sarah as an old humble meek man-she did not recognize him so she let his words stir up her worst fear and cause her to panic (I’ll finish her story later).
Many times lately, I haven’t recognized the enemy. I’ve gotten caught up in the moment of whatever the situation was-not even realizing who was behind it. In some cases, I have recognized the hand of the enemy and in those times, I have chosen to do things differently. But this takes continual work and prayer. We must stay on guard, in every area of our lives. We must not let our marriages become devoured.
Soon my husband and I will have been married 15 years and so I have been working on writing a post, about some important things I have learned. But whenever we have an issue, it is the last thing I want to write about. That is a tactic of the enemy. Keeping the knowledge to myself, keeps me fruitless but it also stops someone who might be encouraged-from receiving encouragement.
It is time to stop letting the sneaky lion, find ways to devour our homes, marriages, children, faith, belief and hope. With much prayer and continual forgiveness and love with YAHUAH’s help, our marriages don’t have to become another statistic.