- He private messaged me on Facebook and asked if he could call…
In the year of 1972, I was a selfish, self-centered young woman. I married with a flippant worldly attitude. If it doesn’t work out, we can always get a divorce. But, I did take my marriage vows seriously. I was blessed with a good man and thanked God for him everyday.
I grew up in a very strict, legalistic and conservative church where the firm foundation of Jesus Christ was taught. I was saved at an early age but didn’t always live according to how I was brought up. I rebelled in my teens, dropped out of church. I was in my late twenties when I came back to Christ. I was in my thirties, when I realized how sacred marriage really is. I took divorce out of my vocabulary. Marriage is the most sacred and beautiful relationship between a man and woman. If you are not watchful and diligent to keep your marriage together, satan will get in and raise havoc and tear it apart.
We had our share of ups and downs but made a good strong marriage through it all. I devoted myself to be a good wife, mother, daughter and DIL Etc. Then I started listening to the voices of satan…
I did not realize how weak I had become and was not prepared in a worldly sense to the ways of men using social media sites to sniff out weak- minded women. They know how to recognize a woman at a weak time in her life and will take advantage.
In the year of 2009, I joined Facebook. I had been in a Beth Moore bible study and she said her daughter signed her up. So in my thinking, if Beth Moore is on it, then it must be ok.
After a month or two of gaining new friends and re-connecting with old friends; I received a private message from a man who was married. We had gone to school together. The message was about how concerned he was for me blah, blah, blah. He asked if he could call me. (I was very vulnerable because of some things I was going through and it touched me that someone cared for me because I wasn’t feeling very loved by my husband, children or family)…which wasn’t true and that’s another story anyway.
After a couple days of hesitation and wrestling in my spirit, should I or should I not let him call me and knowing I should tell my husband first but didn’t; I said yes. Even though I knew his background and knew he had done this before but thought he had changed by the way he talked. He asked me to pray for his wife… I did not know, this one little request, would eventually lead to an emotional affair of entanglements with phone calls and text everyday. And with a married man who had motives… Ladies, be careful who you allow into your life.
Satan convinced me it is ok because other Christian women have men friends they talk on the phone with, who are not their husband. My husband deserved the respect and courtesy of talking to him first about this… instead, I reasoned that it was ok because we knew one another in school and I knew his family. So, what harm could it do?
Ladies, that was my first mistake: three years later I’m holding my divorce papers in my hands; grieving and lamenting over what I had done. My husband and I were married just shy of two months from 40 years. I broke my marriage covenant vows and humiliated the name of Christ. I walked in shame for years and carried a heavy burden of guilt around. The loss of my marriage sent me down a dark hole of death, sadness and despair. I prayed for God to restore my marriage. I ask my husband to come back home. He touched my hand and sadly said, “it’s been too long”. His eyes seemed to say, “if I could, I would. Please try to understand”. For months I laid on my couch crying out to God to forgive me. And Of course, my counselor told me I have to forgive myself.
One night I had a dream, my husband came to the French doors and knocked. I was laying on my couch and could see him through the window panes on the doors. In his arms were five empty jars. I asked, “why did you bring me empty jars? I have plenty of empty jars”! At that time I awoke and did not think about the dream until…the next morning, I went to my usual spot on the couch to pray and beg God’s forgiveness and to restore my marriage, as I had done everyday for months. As I ask God’s forgiveness again, it was at that very moment, God brought to my mind the dream about the empty jars. In my spirit, He said, “you are forgiven, those jars are empty, your sins are gone, never to be remembered again”. I gasped, and held my hand over my heart as I remembered that dream! I cried out to God thanking him for forgiveness! God took my life from the depths of that dark hole I had fallen into and breathe new life into me.
Through all the trials and tribulations, hurts and pain, my faith is stronger. My life has changed direction but, no matter what life throws at me and how I respond to it, God can change it for His glory.
My life has been restored through God’s love and faithfulness and yours can be too. Whether you are going through a divorce or have gone through it. Even at your lowest, even when everyone shuns you, even when you feel you haven’t a friend left in this world. Hang on to the only secure foundation Jesus Christ. What a friend we have in Jesus!
Thank you for reading my blog!
Rita K. Pritchard