Thoughts
I have no desire to get a divorce. People argue that the Bible & Jesus say it's OK for some reasons. I believe Jesus would have said in modern language that God gave us divorce because we are jerks. I don't want to be a jerk, I don't want a divorce. I still love my wife. I will go to the ends of the earth (or whatever metaphor of going to extremes) to save this marriage.
Diary
Well, when she got back into town that Sunday evening, I talked her into staying at our house. No, not the same bedroom, but more like roommates with different bedrooms — sharing the other facilities. We discussed the steps we need to take to begin the divorce. Yes, I offered advice and help.
Monday night I cooked dinner for two, and we ate together watching the news. That night (actually early in the morning) I lay awake, and begin one of the most intense prayer/thinking/meditation sessions since my previous wife died of cancer.
At about 3:30 AM in prayer, I felt the most powerful energy fill my body. I believe I had a Pentecostal experience – the Holy Spirit filling me. The energy was, well to describe something indescribable, good and pure and strong. Fifteen minutes later I calmed down (if that's the right term), with a HUGE feeling of peace. No, no angels showed up, no voices. I did not see Jesus standing at the end of the bed. But I have the distinct feeling that God had heard my prayer. I continued to pray, asking that I would say things only as God or the Spirit lead me to say.
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