The Truth will Set You Free or The Answer to Prayer
The Truth will Set You Free or Answered Prayer
I was married to my ex less than three years when my mother-in-law phoned me in a rage because the Police had told her if she made anymore harassing phone calls to me or filed another false Police report she would be charged. In her fury she told me why he married me. For more than forty years two questions have plagued me 1. why doesn't he love me and 2. why with every beat of his heart does he hate me more? I was working in my kitchen last November when the Lord brought to my mind the night Don and I and another couple drove out of the city and into a wooded area in 1971. Don would not tell me where we were going because it was suppose to be a surprise. It was more of a shock when we pulled into a dark empty parking lot and declared “It's my way or the highway” to which I indignantly said “well then I will take the highway”. I got out of the car and started walking back up the hill towards the sinister dark woods. Don stepped out of his car and yelled “it's a long way back” to which I replied something like “Drop dead jerk” As I walked along the road I started praying, then I stopped and listened. I could hear his feet on the pavement running, he was coming after me. I turned to run when suddenlybelow the road a light came on. And I scrambled down that hill caring very little if I snagged my stockings or not! I pounded on the door as Don called my name then, a man opened the door with his wife right behind him. I stepped into the small green hall and barely got out “I need to use your phone” before Don was also knocking on the door. Again the man opened his front door, this time however he was not kind nor helpful but very serious as he snarled at Don to get lost. My Pastor picked me and drove me home where Don and my father were waiting. He explained again for my benefit his version if the night's events and although I knew it wasn't true what he said made more logic than what I believed had happened. His power was not only in his mind and heart but in his eyes as well. Psychiatrist's have a name for eyes like that.
To make a long story short on the other side of the charming and debonair mask dwelt a truly ugly and evil little troll who tried repeatedly to steal my soul but fortunately for me I had given my life to Jesus before I met him. Don was fighting an impossible battle right from the start but this clever little man did not realize just Who he was struggling with. There was absolutely nothing Don or his family could throw at me that Jesus and I could not handle together. And although I got hurt, confused and lost in an endless tunnel of fog for many, many years – I was not alone! Don knew I was a Christian when he met me but he didn't have a clue who could possibly be with me – go figure! He had a sneaky suspicion I had a secret love but he had never been able to catch me with HIM but Don always knew HE was close he just couldn't hear or see Him and I was not a mature enough Christian to help him. To say I've had a hard life would be an understatement, to say I was sleeping with the enemy would be closer to the truth but, it has been a rich life with blessings galore. And now that I have got to the bottom of why, what where, when and who I have found the truth and the truth has set my free! “My chains are gone I am set free, my God and Savior rescued me, and as a flood His mercy reins, unending love amazing grace”
John 8:31 & 32
I was married to my ex less than three years when my mother-in-law phoned me in a rage because the Police had told her if she made anymore harassing phone calls to me or filed another false Police report she would be charged. In her fury she told me why he married me. For more than forty years two questions have plagued me 1. why doesn't he love me and 2. why with every beat of his heart does he hate me more? I was working in my kitchen last November when the Lord brought to my mind the night Don and I and another couple drove out of the city and into a wooded area in 1971. Don would not tell me where we were going because it was suppose to be a surprise. It was more of a shock when we pulled into a dark empty parking lot and declared “It's my way or the highway” to which I indignantly said “well then I will take the highway”. I got out of the car and started walking back up the hill towards the sinister dark woods. Don stepped out of his car and yelled “it's a long way back” to which I replied something like “Drop dead jerk” As I walked along the road I started praying, then I stopped and listened. I could hear his feet on the pavement running, he was coming after me. I turned to run when suddenlybelow the road a light came on. And I scrambled down that hill caring very little if I snagged my stockings or not! I pounded on the door as Don called my name then, a man opened the door with his wife right behind him. I stepped into the small green hall and barely got out “I need to use your phone” before Don was also knocking on the door. Again the man opened his front door, this time however he was not kind nor helpful but very serious as he snarled at Don to get lost. My Pastor picked me and drove me home where Don and my father were waiting. He explained again for my benefit his version if the night's events and although I knew it wasn't true what he said made more logic than what I believed had happened. His power was not only in his mind and heart but in his eyes as well. Psychiatrist's have a name for eyes like that.
To make a long story short on the other side of the charming and debonair mask dwelt a truly ugly and evil little troll who tried repeatedly to steal my soul but fortunately for me I had given my life to Jesus before I met him. Don was fighting an impossible battle right from the start but this clever little man did not realize just Who he was struggling with. There was absolutely nothing Don or his family could throw at me that Jesus and I could not handle together. And although I got hurt, confused and lost in an endless tunnel of fog for many, many years – I was not alone! Don knew I was a Christian when he met me but he didn't have a clue who could possibly be with me – go figure! He had a sneaky suspicion I had a secret love but he had never been able to catch me with HIM but Don always knew HE was close he just couldn't hear or see Him and I was not a mature enough Christian to help him. To say I've had a hard life would be an understatement, to say I was sleeping with the enemy would be closer to the truth but, it has been a rich life with blessings galore. And now that I have got to the bottom of why, what where, when and who I have found the truth and the truth has set my free! “My chains are gone I am set free, my God and Savior rescued me, and as a flood His mercy reins, unending love amazing grace”
John 8:31 & 32
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What a horrible husband you had. So glad you are not with him. Prayers
so sorry you had to go through all that. PTL your now FR.EE...
Love n blessings, Frieda xoxo
Thank you so much for sharing this Martha. I can empathize having been in difficult marriages myself going from frying pan to fire through my own silly choices - or by the deceit of these men.
I was able to find much comfort in this knowing I am not alone and I was able to share it with a Christian friend who is going through the same trial by fire.
Thank you and God bless you.
I am stuck in a horrible loveless marriage along with so many other people these days...