Tuesday, Mrs. Ray ended up with tickets to a concert by a reasonably well known Christian Group . “How many tickets?” you ask. “Two,” I state flatly. “OK, who went with Mrs. Ray?” you continue. I riposte, “Three guesses, the first two don’t count”. It was a great Christmas show, with some of the group's top standards and new singles thrown in.
Glad we went. Back at my house, Mrs. Ray sat down on the couch to straighten something out. She pointed out that in the sex department (see previous blog posting), we have no problems. But we will not go down that road and muddy the waters as we both try to think clearly about our relationship.
I had been very explicit in telling Mrs. Ray she had complete control over what & how far we went in intimacy, so I have no argument with this decision. Though we both enjoy these activities, it does not make a good foundation for a solid marriage.
This is Wednesday night. Mrs. Ray had agreed to go to our/my counselor to help get to the bottom of my issues. As the appointment time arrived, I went into a deep prayer with God. I made a point to begin a real, deep prayer session during the counseling time. This is mostly symbolic, as God does not need to work in our time zone. I thanked God that He has surrounded me with caring friends, both at work and in church. I thanked God that He did originally put Mrs. Ray & me together. (We had lived 125 miles apart, and had no reason whatsoever to meet, except for the internet dating service we both used.) I prayed for both the counselor and Mrs. Ray to gain God’s wisdom. I again prayed directly for healing in our marriage. I pray for both Mrs. Ray and I, that we both are able to see each other as worthy spouses.
I have specifically decided that I will not make any references to the counseling session, or ask Mrs. Ray about it. If she volunteers,, OK, but it comes down to none of my business, in a way.
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