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Husband-gods

in , , , , by sarahmfry, September 07, 2017
Have you ever met that woman who tries to hold everything in place - and has a tendency to make other women feel her disapproval? She grew up with an alcoholic father 

Have you met the one who works her tail off all the time, and says yes too much and no too much, then can't figure out why she's worn out and a little cranky?  her husband is a workaholic

Joan's husband functions on a very cerebral level, and even after years of trying to understand one another, he does not give her even the most basic affection. 

Mary's husband has wandering eyes and will make little comments about how attractive other women are

Katherine's husband has a temper and randomly raises his voice in anger and frustration at her and the kids

Nina will never give her opinion about anything, and she just sits quietly in the corner when she is in a group.  Her husband is moody and will walk around the house in silent somberness for 3 days at a time if there is any conflict that makes him feel threatened.

Donna's husband has unrealistically high expectations, and shows his disapproval in various ways if the house is not clean enough or things are not just as he wants them


Don't get nervous - This is a mixed up list of hypothetical marriages.  They aren't real.

But they are real.  You've met them and I have met them.  We have been them.

I want to get hold of the shoulders of my 4 boys and look them in the eye and tell them what an incredibly responsibility it is to be a husband. 

But sisters - we have to put on our big-girl bloomers and realize that we made one huge mistake when we got married.  We married humans.  These men who stole our hearts and won our hands are godly and brilliant and funny and handsome and sexy and tender and strong.  But they are not perfect.  Some of them are running from God - but even those who are fully surrendered Christians still bear the marks of sin and are growing up in Christ into the men they should be. 

It is painful when they aren't what we want.

But we have a responsibility to not make gods of them.

We want them to take the place of God, really.  To fill that longing in our souls. To gaze deeply into our eyes and know us as no one else. To see our faults through  grace and forgiveness and treat us as if we were wearing royal robes even when we have bed hair and dirty t-shirts.

So sometimes we fight against it over and over - for years, even - this need for our husbands to be what we need.  When all the time, God is waiting to fill up that hole with Himself.





photo creds:  Karissa Fry

God’s Heart

in , , , , , by sarahmfry, June 27, 2016
  

I laugh until l have to wipe away tears as I watch my jolly 2-year-old.  He is yanking and tugging, trying to prove to me that his big brother’s pants fit him.  When he gets them pulled up almost to his neck, he holds them with both hands – baby eyes sparkling blue – and says…”See?!”

And I laugh and cry and know that there is no way that God doesn’t find joy in watching that big-boy baby and his antics, too. 

I’m not sure why this particular craziness reminds me so much of God’s heart for me.  But it does.  I know he’s silly and immature for wearing his big brother’s clothes.  He scurries through the kitchen towards the back door – desperately trying to not be left behind by his older siblings.  For some reason when he dresses himself in a hurry he usually grabs his 6-yr-old brother’s clothes.  Most of the time they are on backwards or inside out.  But he’s happy and proud and ready to go out and take on the world.  (I’m just thankful he’s dressed!  Other days he just scurries out in his Thomas the Tank Engine underwear if he can sneak it past me.)

I guess it just reminds me that God sees my silliness.  He sees me scurrying and learning and failing and growing.  And yet – somehow - He doesn’t feel impatient with me. 


I don’t say to my 2-yr-old…”Get back in there and take those big clothes off!  You look ridiculous!  How many times to I have to tell you that your clothes drawers are on the LEFT and Caiden’s are on the RIGHT?!  Don’t let it happen again!”  No.  I sit and watch him and love him till my heart hurts.  And I teach him.  In time.

And I’m just so thoroughly grateful that God treats me – and loves me - that same way. 

Sometimes our visions of controlled perfection and flawless holiness cause us to live in a constant state of mild, subconscious defeat.  We start actually believing that if we worked hard enough and got it all together enough for long enough that we could somehow earn our holiness.  The Greek word for that is hogwash.  It took me a long, long time to learn that. 

Too long.

Then I really found grace. 

And I had children.  And I started realizing what it feels like to love a child.  And His love started sinking into deeper layers than it had before. 

I am blessed with an absolutely amazing earthly father who loves me in an excellent way.  But my Abba’s love and patience for me are beyond what I can even understand.  I’m trying to get my head and my heart around it.   I wish I knew His heart better. 

But I know one thing.  I can trust His heart.  I can trust His Abba love for me.  He’s gonna train me and grow me up for as long as I’ll listen.  Even if I put my clothes on backwards.

Kayla, Karissa, Caiden and Corin
(Written in 2012)




Jeremiah 31: 3b-4
“I have loved you with an everlasting love;
I have drawn you with loving-kindness.
I will build you up again and you….will take up your tambourines

and go out to dance with the joyful.” 
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