I say that, and then the very next day, God sends me some­one who asks me to pray for God to show me all that He cre­at­ed my hus­band to be, and to ask whether my place is at his side or in the front row or even there at all.

Let me start from the beginning. 

I spent the morn­ing at a make­up class at the mall. I fig­ured if I’m going to try it out, I’m going to learn the right way to do it.

Unfor­tu­nate­ly, it appears shop­ping malls are a huge trig­ger for me. Maybe because he worked at one when I first met him? Maybe because the few times we went shop­ping for me, he was my per­son­al shop­per? Or maybe it was just see­ing all the oth­er cou­ples that were there, and remem­ber­ing the receipts I saw from his major shop­ping expe­di­tions with the mis­tress? Ding ding ding. Yup. That’d be it! I can’t pass a TJ Maxx, J. Crew, or Saks with­out think­ing of them.

I end­ed up leav­ing in a hur­ry and burst into tears as soon as I got into my car. I decid­ed the best place to be was church, and head­ed over to catch the late ser­vice. I got there 30 min­utes ear­ly and sat in my usu­al spot in the back. A ran­dom gen­tle­man walked by, and then bee lined straight for me. He turned out to be a mes­sen­ger just for me, yet anoth­er divine encounter arranged by God. He orders my steps.

We made small talk, which led to my fam­i­ly, and I told him what I’d just dis­cov­ered about my hus­band. And wouldn’t you know it, he used to be my hus­band… or rather, just like him. He was molest­ed as a child, and became a sex addict. He thought mar­ry­ing his wife would fix every­thing, and instead, he just kept cheat­ing. He told God he just didn’t find her attrac­tive. It wasn’t until he hit rock bot­tom, and God showed him where he was head­ed if he didn’t turn around (aka repent).

So he did. And God did an amaz­ing thing. He healed him of his addic­tion. He restored their mar­riage. Pas­tor Jay now serves in the church, and with his wife out­side the church in their own mar­riage min­istry. They focus on the spir­i­tu­al war­fare of addiction.

I end­ed up hav­ing lunch with them. We bond­ed over piz­za and Frank Peretti nov­els. They heard my whole sto­ry and where I am at men­tal­ly, and that’s when he asked if I would be will­ing to pray as a war­rior, and do so regard­less of the outcome.

Chal­lenge accepted.

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