And this morning I am being made aware that I truly do not have the right to speak about marriage. I tend to be a very prideful person, in a very ugly way. Pride is what I fight most, and it is the worst sin, the hardest sin–in my opinion–to rid oneself of. I was prideful in thinking that I had good words to speak about marriage. But after a very short night and much thinking, I do not.
My marriage is over. I never dreamed that it would be, but it is. Who am I, to try to speak on marriage? I am heartbroken. Time moving forward helps tremendously, but the pain remains right under the surface, and sometimes it breaks through. Like this morning.
So I apologize to my readers for thinking I could write something helpful about marriage or scripture. There are many, many great resources out there, great books, great sermons. And there is always Scripture, the first place one should look to. This morning I am trying to hold onto Job 13:15:
15 Though he slay me, I will hope in him;