Have you ever wondered why God chose to bring you into this world at the time He did? Why were we chosen to be a part of this generation? I have, many times!
Growing up, I loved the Little House on the Prairie series. I wanted to be Laura Ingalls. Living carefree with a daddy who loves me, safe and sound and only Nellie Oleson to contend with. I thought living life then would bring me happiness.
But that wasn’t the time in history God had designed for me.
My salvation came at a time when I was running in the wrong direction. I had let the world capture me in it’s grips. I knew who God was but didn’t feel I needed Him at that time in my life.
I grew up not trusting men for good reasons. My Daddy left when I was six leaving me confused and feeling alone. We were very close but divorce would soon take it’s toll on me. I was molested by 3 different people in my life from the time I was 5 through 15 years of age.
I grew up facing one trial after another thinking I could over come each one with my stubbornness and unwillingness to allow the trials to cause me to fail.
I started going to church at a young age. I could feel God calling me to His sanctuary every week. I felt safe there. But I couldn’t open my heart to him.
Instead, I chose to live a life that chased after what I thought the world could offer me. It made sense. It’s words were no different from the words I heard in my thoughts every day.
At 18 I ran away and eloped only to divorced 5 years latter with 3 little ones in tough, following the only pattern of marriage I knew.
Then… I met Bill.
His back ground was even harder to swallow than mine.
He lost him mom to cancer when we was 13. His parents had been divorced for many years by this time because of alcohol and other issues. When the call went out to his Dad to go to Florida to retrieve his son, he chose his current wife instead and left Bill there with no home or parent to love him through his pain. One of his sisters and her husband took him in and cared for him the best they could. He has a deep love for both of them because of what they did for him. Still, Bill grew angry over time and bitterness set in.
Can you picture our two worlds coming together or more like colliding together? Both back grounds, neither one healthy, trying to make a marriage work.. His first, my second.
The first 10 years of our marriage was dynamite at best. I’m talking explosive!!
We couldn’t hear each others words. We shut each other out when we felt like the other was going to serve pain instead of love. We assumed bad would continually come from the others mouths in every situation. We were exhausted, angry, hurt, and feeling unloved.
But God… in His infinite design knew better was coming for us.
He knew the specific day, time, and place He would capture our hearts and souls for Him.
He knew the exact time in history He had designed for me. My Salvation Day!
“Yet who knows whether you have come to the kingdom for such a time as this?”
Why did God choose for me to be born during this time in History?
He knew I would become a vessel, though full of holes, that He could craft and mold into something that He could begin to use to make a difference in my marriage. I know in my heart God chose me for Bill and vise versa!
God knows me! He knows my faults, my thoughts, my ability to drive Bill and those around me crazy. He knows my hurts and pains. He knows the things that spin me off and spin me out.
In all this He chose now as the time my history would be written.
He wants to use the worst of me to bring forth His best through me.
My marriage is stronger because of the trials and the many mistakes I have made through out my life. Nothing I have gone through has been wasted!
At a time when this worlds generation is preaching “Free Love” and life is all about “Serving Self First” God is calling us back to the foundations of His Word.
My heart is to serve Bill the way God is teaching me too. To love him unconditionally and give him a safe place to land while keeping the worlds values out of my marriage. I know it’s voice well from my many years of receiving it.
Amazingly… God saw fit to take this girl and allow her to be the tool He uses to bring hope into a marriage that for so long had none. He chose me for Bill.
I know longer wish that I had been born at different time in history. I now know this is the time I was chosen for and I’m happy in this!
Some final thoughts for you to ponder~
1. Why has God chosen to write your history during this generation?
2. How does God want to use you , your history, your pains, your joys, to make a difference in your marriage and the marriages in your sphere of influence?
Thank you wives for picking up your cross and choosing to stand for your marriages while not lending an ear to the world and what it thinks your marriage should look like.
You HAVE been chosen for such a time as this!
Giving thanks for each of you,
Cherie ♥
