As I remember back to when I was about 20, I would dream of being married, creating fine details in my mind. Everything from the white fence surrounding the house, to the front porch with rocking chairs you could watch the sunsets, the number of kids I would have, the type of dog, and the places we would travel together.
I can remember about 5 years ago, I stopped at a store to shop and had my three children with me. At the time, they were ages 13 and my twins were 7. I was supposed to run into the store rather quickly, grab what I needed, and run back out. But, if you are a parent I’m sure you can relate when I say things don’t always go as planned.
Struggling to keep your marriage alive? In balance? Wondering where is God in all this?
I know what that’s like.
About 7 years ago, I was in a marriage that had me wishing I could run far, far, away and never return. It was not good for either of us. I felt my blood pressure rise with each passing day and it was all I could do to have a good day and not wake up with a headache.