My life was empty and miserable and I had no idea why. I knew that I loved my husband, but I could not understand why he was not yet a great spiritual leader, seeing as I had tried so hard to be the woman everyone said I had to be in order for him to want to be a great spiritual leader. I was even told that I shouldn’t take any Bible courses if my husband hadn’t taken them because it was “wrong” to know more than my husband about any subject. That just didn’t jive well with me. There were certain things that I should and did know more than him.
During this time of my second difficult pregnancy, with morning sickness until 30 weeks again, I was searching for meaning. I was questioning my faith in everything, and wondering where the truth was. I was a scared and unhappy little girl inside. I was a spiritual pharisaical snob. It was difficult for anybody to like me, as I was superior to them in almost every way.
One day, all that pride came crashing down as I made a huge realization. I was not a Christian. I had never accepted Christ as Savior. I had always wanted to be a Christian but somehow had missed the boat and thought that God would let me into heaven since I worked hard at being so much better than everybody else. I let go of my pride and my sin and I accepted Christ and became a real Christian.
Oh, and my husband is a much better spiritual leader now. He could never measure up to a superwoman, but now that I am free and human, he actually has a chance. We are both much happier.
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