First, last, and in between... posted 11/28/2008 7:49:11 PM | 4 kudos what's this?     report abuse tagged: thanksgiving, missionary, release, cake

MetryTechie

First:

I was invited to my best friend Martha's house for Thanksgiving. It was a wonderful time with her and her husband, Gary, and a few other people. Martha did an awesome job of cooking a whole lot of great food, which of course we ate lots of. Gary fried a turkey, which was absolutely awesome. Even though I have always loved chicken legs, when it comes to turkey, I' ve always stuck to the white meat. This year, in addition to the white meat, I treated myself to a fried turkey leg. It was so yummy. We enjoyed some good wine and conversation. Then, it was off to the couch where Gary, Norm, and I watched some lopsided football. We obviously didn't miss a whole lot as all three of us nodded off. We got later reports of the noise of the snoring trio. It was definitely time to switch to coffee after that.

Last:

I received a phone call from Ron, a missionary that was working in Africa, Kenya to be more specific. I had forgotten that I had promised to pick him up from the airport. He is a friend of my friend, Mical, who I've mentioned in the Ruthless Trust blog. He was calling to tell me that he was delayed in Washington, D.C. after traveling since the previous day (or two...time changes are rough). Instead of 6:35 P.M., it would be 9:13 P.M. I picked him up outside the terminal about 9:30 P.M. and brought him to his vehicle, which he had parked at Mical's house and gave him a big plate of food that Martha fixed for him. While driving, he told me that he really appreciated me picking him up. As I told him, I felt blessed just to be able to bless him with a ride and have an opportunity to spend a few minutes with him. I felt honored to be around someone who devotes so much of himself and his time doing God's work in areas where many would never go. God bless him.

In between:

As many of you know, it has been quite a time where my marriage is concerned. I wrote a blog a little over a month ago stating that I had taken my ring off. Well, while on my way back from Brookhill (future blog) on Sunday, November 2nd, Nicole had tried to text me. My phone wasn't working and I didn't recieve them until Monday. She had called me on Monday and we actually had a conversation on the following Wednesday. She actually confessed many things to me and said that she was not happy in the situation that she was in. As cautious as I am, I still believe that God is a god of restoration.

We had several conversations and actually met the following Wednesday. Without going into the details of the conversations and what happened, suffice it to say that she hasn't really called and said anything to me since. That was about two weeks ago. One of the things that was said is that the first thing she needs to do is break up with this "boyfriend" that she is living with. When asked how she felt about the restoration of our marriage, she says that she doesn't know...she is concentrating on what is best for her kids. I don't agree with that. I'm starting to believe that she is sorry for getting herself into the situation that she has, not true repentance. She has obviously decided to continue on the path that she has started down.

I was talking to a friend about a week ago. When I mentioned that I believe that God wants to restore our marriage, he said something that makes a lot of sense..."Of course, God wants to restore your marriage. The other person also has to be willing to recieve and walk in God's will."

Anyway, back to Martha and Gary's house. Sometime between the coffee and me leaving for the evening, I finally looked at Gary and said, "you ready?". The top of our wedding cake was stored in their freezer after the wedding, awaiting our one year anniversary. Our anniversary was one month ago, today. I have never been the most athletically inclined. I would probably throw many balls or hit the batter in baseball, or throw interceptions if I were playing football. Well, I got a running start and threw the cake and hit a narrow tree, about a foot wide, dead center with much velocity. I had mixed feelings before I threw it. Not after. It was truly liberating. Martha actually got a picture of me just as the cake left my hand and I was smiling. I didn't even realize it myself. There was definitely a release there...a "Breaking Free". I took my ring off (again...I had put it back on after I talked to Nicole) immediately after that.

I still believe that restoration is possible....it starts with her. I know that I have done everything that I can do. I love her. I have forgiven her. I can't make her honor our marriage or want to work on it. She also can' t have her cake and eat it too, so to speak.

There are many things about the situation that I will not write. It is not my intention to speak badly of my wife. I have held back a lot out of consideration for her. I had to get this off my chest and I feel much better after expressing a small bit of what I have been going through.

Thank you all for your continued love and support.

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Blogs by MetryTechie: A Call To Action A Divine Appointment I Am His Being Shaped Relationship Or Religion? Advent Conspiracy: Enter The Story Why Do You? I Like What He's Doing A Moment Of Worship When The Spirit Moves Brookhill - "Breaking Free" First, last, and in between... No turning back, no turning back. God Is Moving! A Beautiful Day Of Reflection And Retreat. A Day Of Mixed Emotions Ruthless Trust Majesty Gustav - Before, during, and after... Two Years! Busy & Blessed I Will Not Be Shaken! What a week! Another Trial...Jail! Pressing On! Kitchen Table Episodes