Here is another marriage miracle story to remind you that God is able to intervene–even in seemingly hopeless situations as we turn to Him in the midst of hard times. The story is true, but the names are changed.
My friend, Julie, sent me this story of how she maintained the heart of a servant instead of withdrawing love and staying angry when her husband made a bad financial decision. The key statement in this story is: “I chose to go to the Lord.” Sadly, many wives don’t, and hard times become worse and sometimes destroy a marriage.
Julie’s husband died a number of years ago, but I ponder the results if she had taken a different path and refused to submit to the Lord during the hard time in her marriage and/or chose never to submit to her husband again. “She could have said, “I won’t submit or consider any further leadership from my husband because of the horrible decision he made,” or she could have chosen divorce. I rejoice that she chose God’s way.
My husband, Leonard, had gone into a venture with another man unbeknownst to me– until things fell apart. The partner had made a bad investment without checking with my husband. We lost our savings, our property, and almost our home—which we were able to sell at a loss and get out from under that. This failure devastated my husband, which affected his health. He had to go to the hospital, and then he lost his job.
Needless to say, I was upset. But I chose to go to the Lord. He gave me two Scriptures to hold to: the one that says He would restore what the canker worm had eaten—(See Joel 2:25) and “I was young and now I am old. Yet I have never seen the righteous forsaken or their children begging bread.” (Psalm 37:25 NIV)
In the middle of this, our precious daughter was getting married. She is such a lovely Christian inside and out, and I wanted a nice wedding for her. I remember driving and crying and feeling despair. I learned when you are really in need, our Father is always there. I couldn’t find a dress to wear, and then I remembered I had bought a fancy dress for my sister the year before, and it turned out to be in the color my daughter had chosen. What was more miraculous was my sister is 5’2” and I’m 5’5-1/2.” It looked perfect on me. My daughter bought her own dress, and all the women of the church helped make food for the reception for 200, and then wouldn’t let me pay them. Another friend had access to silk flowers and he brought them and I used them to make the room look like a garden.
Through the years I have held onto God’s promise, and I now have a lovely, modest home with no mortgage.