By February 2008 I was living in my first rental house since I'd lost my home and things were not going very well. My marriage was over and my husband still lived with us - but he had a girlfriend (I had recently discovered) and he was moving out. The more I saw the real side of him, the more disappointed I became in myself for wasting so much of my life with someone so uncaring and self-centered. But it was what it was.
My son was unhappy in his new school, my daughter had decided to leave college - we could no longer help her out with expenses, and I had realized that I could not afford to keep renting the house we were in - so we were facing another move after just moving the previous summer. I was subbing at the local schools and hated it, but needed to make some money so I could hire a lawyer and get divorced from the one who was pulling me down -before I drowned.
My husband seemed oblivious to it all. He said he was finding a place to rent, but (as I found out at my divorce) he really bought a mobile home with his girlfriend. He also moved some things into his parents house so he could occasionally stay there. And life went on for him without barely missing a beat. Guilt? He had none. Regret? Apparently not. He had ruined so many lives and it never seemed to affect him.
One thing I prayed for was justice. There was little I could do but trust that God saw, and I knew he couldn't be happy with what was happening. That fact gave me peace.
I thought I'd hit bottom at that point, but I was thankful for my children and the fact that they were all healthy. There is always something to be grateful for - I could walk, and see and hear. My mind was clear and my body worked okay - big things to be thankful for.
I didn't know what was coming, but I thought that I must be past the worst of it. I was trying to find hope in the future - expecting good things to come. Instead I found Job. The book of the Bible that I began constantly reading. Job's life had a good outcome - a great one. But he suffered for a long time to get there. And the only part of his life I could relate to was the suffering. "I searched for light, and then came darkness". Oh yes, in February 2008 the darkness was just beginning to fall.
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